Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crossed, artist - Trapboy Freddy. Date of issue: 03.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crossed |
| I don’t really do no talking, what you got to offer |
| Gave em my last dime, I swear karma come back round |
| Ain’t been feeling you niggas |
| I wonder which one of my homies might decide to cross me |
| It’s gone me a homicide (Gone be a homicide) |
| Gone be a homicide (Swear to God imma ride) |
| Behind tint I’m rolling through the hood |
| Catching plays tryna bust a jugg |
| Fuck a friend rolling one deep |
| I be cool by my lonely |
| Don’t cross me, don’t cross me |
| Don’t cross me, don’t cross me |
| When you cross me you lost me |
| I shoulda seen that shit coming |
| Felt it deep down in my stomach |
| Was it over some money |
| I don’t owe nan nigga nothin |
| Man these niggas been bummin |
| I’d rather eat crumbs with a bum |
| Before I eat steak with a snake |
| All these fakes in my way |
| Tryna put another 100 bands inna safe |
| Tuck 50 bands for my man nem sake |
| Lil bitch cut throat tried to get me |
| I was watching the camera yeah i seen it |
| Can’t believe she did, I used to feed her |
| They say you don’t like em you don’t need em |
| What you got to offer, that’s not enough, go and off em |
| They say more money more problems |
| I got so much up inside |
| I done fell off so many times |
| She gone fuck your patna |
| She gone take your dollars |
| Your patna probly rob you |
| Will he do it, shit probly probly |
| You know your patna now you gotta watch em |
| Haters come in all shapes and sizes |
| I used to be broke now I’m making mine |
| All of my chains you ain’t takin none |
| If you really want, smoke we can take it there |
| I don’t really do no talking, what you got to offer |
| Gave em my last dime, I swear karma come back round |
| Ain’t been feeling you niggas |
| I wonder which one of my homies might decide to cross me |
| It’s gone me a homicide (Gone be a homicide) |
| Gone be a homicide (Swear to God imma ride) |
| Behind tint I’m rolling through the hood |
| Catching plays tryna bust a jugg |
| Fuck a friend rolling one deep |
| I be cool by my lonely |
| Don’t cross me, don’t cross me |
| Don’t cross me, don’t cross me |
| Might be one deep riding when you see me |
| Better stay inside when im riding with the betley |
| Remember i was younger than them niggas wouldn’t feed me |
| Stayed down on em now all them niggas need me |
| Im bout my business you know it |
| Start selling weed tried to grow it |
| Mama caught it in the backyard |
| Hit me a lick I started selling hard |
| Now I look at it we came far |
| Niggas switched up say I changed on em |
| Now its kinda fucked up cause that’s my main homie |
| If he switched up for the paper |
| He really was just a hater |
| I see what that lil paper do |
| Money on yo head and they taking you |
| Prolly set your ass up and go and take you to em |
| And your momma won’t know it till you make the news |
| Bitch you do it foreal |
| That type of shit get you killed |
| You can get popped like a pill |
| Shit it is what it is |
| Im the same lil nigga from the Cliff |
| Been like that since I was little |
| Look like I got me a deal huh? |
| Naw baby this is really how I live now |
| We gone smoke out the room tell em bill us |
| And naw baby we ain’t gotta steal none |
| I don’t really do no talking, what you got to offer |
| Gave em my last dime, I swear karma come back round |
| Ain’t been feeling you niggas |
| I wonder which one of my homies might decide to cross me |
| It’s gone me a homicide (Gone be a homicide) |
| Gone be a homicide (Swear to God imma ride) |
| Behind tint I’m rolling through the hood |
| Catching plays tryna bust a jugg |
| Fuck a friend rolling one deep |
| I be cool by my lonely |
| Don’t cross me, don’t cross me |
| Don’t cross me, don’t cross me |