Lyrics Cruisin' - J.Melo, Zig Zag

Cruisin'

Cruisin' down Jefferson
All my niggas finna win
You know how the fuck it go
I be counting all this fucking dough
We be rolling so deep
Fitted down to my feet
You cappin', nigga get smoked
Boy you know how the fuck it goes
Boy it’s only I like Cyclops
You niggas washed up like eyedrops
Loving everything that I drop
Boy switch up this bitch like wife swap
Motherfucking niggas wanna talk shit
Guess these motherfucking niggas must have lost it
You got another problem, nigga better fucking solve 'em
Better get it worked out like cross-fit
Niggas getting so faded off this
Never see myself sitting in an office
They say I got it back I never lost it
Boy I spit sick shit like a cough, bitch
Man hello, hello hear the echo, echo
From a fly ass girl she be yellow, hello
Man no discrimination, shots to the face and
Coming off as a nice fellow?
Hell no
Man its only me and my niggas
On some G shit, man it’s like 3 of us niggas
But they know me in this bitch, so we deep in this bitch
Homie don’t blink it’ll be 15 other niggas, man
We be chillin' boy, Nap-Town all the way down to Illinois
Fort Weezy see me on TV
Little niggas wanna be me, tell em' be easy, see me…
Cruisin' down Jefferson
All my niggas finna win
You know how the fuck it go
I be counting all this fucking dough
We be rolling so deep
Fitted down to my feet
You cappin', nigga get smoked
Boy you know how the fuck it goes
Cruisin' down Jefferson
All my niggas finna win
You know how the fuck it go
I be counting all this fucking dough
My Style is accepted
That money collected
Her body electric
This life is selective
If i say the word, then that shit be the truth
So you better respect it
That shit is expected
Don’t give me that fake shit that lame shit
Your ass get rejected you get re-directed
Cuz I’m unaffected by homies and girls that be hating on me
Man they getting neglected
My crew man we all be connected
I’m flipping these words you would think I’m dyslexic
We roll 30 deep if my niggas get tested
Then hop in an '04 Intrepid
We gone in a second
I’m reppin my town like I just got elected
And I’m copping top cuz you know where I’m headed
She twerking so hard, she look epileptic, yeah
I’m loosing my mind
And this music divine
And we Cruisin', we fine
In the news and on vine
You gone see me just proving these rhymes gone be using your time.
BOY
If you extra then leave me alone
Don’t be asking to see what I’m on
Probably just making these beats all alone
Otherwise you catch me when I’m…