Paroles de la chanson Cross Like Cris par Yung Mal
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Paroles de la chanson Cross Like Cris par Yung Mal
Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga
Couldn't get left, had to get it right
Ain't none of this shit came overnight
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Young nigga get rich, that's that shit I like
I be clutchin' my stick at the red light
Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right
Yeah, top floor pent', yeah
We was late on rent, yeah
Nigga play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah
I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
Couldn't get left, had to get it right
Ain't none of this shit came overnight
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Young nigga get rich, that's that shit I like
I be clutchin' my stick at the red light
Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right
Yeah, top floor pent', yeah
We was late on rent, yeah
Nigga play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah
I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
Brand new Benz came with the AMG kit
Please don't play with the clique
I make 'em spin your block with a mini .223 stick
Got so many Benjamin Franklins
Wrist so cold, need a fuckin' blanket
Lil' bitch, who you bank with?
I was sleepin' on cold floors
Now I stay at a condo
Real street nigga, keep my gun close
Real Candler nigga, but go coast to coast
Hood on my back like scoliosis
Niggas be hoes when them doors be closing
Niggas know I keep this shit too solid
Gay shit, I never promoted
I ran this shit up with my woes
Couldn't get left, had to get it right
Ain't none of this shit came overnight
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Young nigga get rich, that's that shit I like
I be clutchin' my stick at the red light
Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right
Yeah, top floor pent', yeah
We was late on rent, yeah
Nigga play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah
I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
I been shittin' on niggas so long, say fuck it and piss
Neck full of diamonds, they kick
That mini stick, yes, it gon' hit but it don't got a kick
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Young nigga get rich, that's that shit I like
I be clutchin' my stick at the red light
Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right
Yeah, top floor pent', yeah
We was late on rent, yeah
Nigga play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah
I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
I been shittin' on niggas so long, say fuck it and piss
Neck full of diamonds, they kick
That mini stick, yes, it gon' hit but it don't got a kick
Sold out shows every day, boy, that backend big as a bitch
Got an LV bookbag for the backend but it still can't fit
And I'm still stuck with the same niggas that was with me when I ain't have shit (On God)
Play with 1'5, get skinned like a fish
My rims deep dish
Said some deep shit, couldn't repeat it, still in East Wick
I'm a player, soon as I whip it out, huh, she gon' kiss
Mwah, mwah, mwah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Couldn't get left, had to get it right
Ain't none of this shit came overnight
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Got an LV bookbag for the backend but it still can't fit
And I'm still stuck with the same niggas that was with me when I ain't have shit (On God)
Play with 1'5, get skinned like a fish
My rims deep dish
Said some deep shit, couldn't repeat it, still in East Wick
I'm a player, soon as I whip it out, huh, she gon' kiss
Mwah, mwah, mwah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Couldn't get left, had to get it right
Ain't none of this shit came overnight
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Young nigga get rich, that's that shit I like
I be clutchin' my stick at the red light
Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right
Yeah, top floor pent', yeah
We was late on rent, yeah
Nigga play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah
I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
I be clutchin' my stick at the red light
Just popped a Perc', tryna keep my head right
Yeah, top floor pent', yeah
We was late on rent, yeah
Nigga play with Yung Mal, he skinned, yeah
I was broke as a bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
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