ฟังเพลงCross Roads (Explicit)

Song: Cross Roads

Artist: Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics: YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Composed: Trauma Tone, SephGotTheWaves & DJ Suede The Remix God

(Suede, this my shit)

All the way home (Trauma Tone)

All the way home

Crossroad, I know

Tonight somebody won't make it home

Out here on my own

Somebody tell me where I went wrong

I need ten of 'em

Too rich for that bullshit, all these niggas gonna make me tend to 'em

Nigga came up out the bullpen ridin' with a full clip, I say give it to 'em

I'm the one took that L

They who gained, they ain't win nothin'

Tryna get over his pain, leave a stain, okay

Caught a nigga lackin', got him 'round my way

I'ma move around, you just pull up and spray

Meet me in Vallеy Park, get the payment aftеr dark

Homicide ridin' down 38

Brainstorm at night, don't see nothing

Look for you at night, guess that love shit, it don't mean nothing

These killers with me, they mean all harm, oh

Lost in the streets and that shit taking my soul

They'll step on me, shit, that's for all that I know

Back against the wall, I'll blow my pole

Trapped, I ain't get no code

I don't owe them shit, probably owe my bros

My love on full, I'm fucking on her with no rubber

It's gutter, I struggled

I let her go shopping for me 'cause I know that it's all on the muscle

Teach you how to hustle

This Givenchy 'fit I got on that you bought me, these hoes love it

Brand-new whip, tell them people don't touch it

Fear of God on, they can't tell I'm clutching

I need ten of 'em

Too rich for that bullshit, all these niggas gonna make me tend to 'em

Nigga came up out the bullpen ridin' with a full clip, I say give it to 'em

I'm the one took that L

They who gained, they ain't win nothin'

Tryna get over his pain, leave a stain, okay

Maserati truck (Skrrt, skrrt), I'm gone

Murder, I'ma pray that I make it back home

Dump dead, Q feel everything gone

Dave dead, I just want everybody gone

Late-night blues at the cemetery

Go and catch a body, I'll see you in Heaven

Northside 38, 4Trey steppin'

Green leave you red, that's flag activity

Stay sticked up, that's real infinity

Big bro chemist in the kitchen

Young bad bitch, I ain't got no chemistry

Gravedigger chain, that's history

I know for a fact broke niggas not feelin' me

Nigga, just keep your distance

I can bet a hundred racks that they plan on killing me

Fuck that, better yet, bet a million

All the way home

Crossroad, I know

Tonight somebody won't make it home (I bet these bitch-ass niggas won't make it home)

Out here on my own (Fuck 'em)

Somebody tell me where I went wrong