Cross Like Cris (Explicit)

Cross Like Cris (Explicit) - Yung Mal

Composed by：Jamal Braud/Dionte Wooten

Produced by：Gudda Tay

Gudda Tay on every beat nigga

Couldn't get left had to get it right

Ain't none of this s*** came overnight

A young nigga had to sacrifice

Had to pay my dues never asked the price

Young nigga get rich that's that s*** 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 s**** pocket full of lint huh

They thought they had all the sense

I thought I could trust a s****

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 s****** blanket

Lil' s**** 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 h*es when them doors be closing

Niggas know I keep this s*** too solid

Gay s*** I never promoted

I ran this s*** up with my woes

Couldn't get left had to get it right

Ain't none of this s*** came overnight

A young nigga had to sacrifice

Had to pay my dues never asked the price

Young nigga get rich that's that s*** 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 s**** pocket full of lint huh

They thought they had all the sense

I thought I could trust a s****

But she crossed me just like Cris

I been s******* on niggas so long say s*** 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 s****

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 s***

Play with 15 get skinned like a fish

My rims deep dish

Said some deep s*** 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 s*** came overnight

A young nigga had to sacrifice

Had to pay my dues never asked the price

Young nigga get rich that's that s*** 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 s**** pocket full of lint huh

They thought they had all the sense

I thought I could trust a s****

But she crossed me just like Cris