Crossed Out

Ralo & Joe Green - Rap
Crossed Out
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Lyrics
[Intro] Twisted genius Real nigga , real nigga, real nigga radio Listen young niggas Hunger pains will teach you lessons Pride dont want you to learn You, see every nigga take a loss But only real bosses can bounce back My nigga [Verse 1] I done been lied to I done been crossed out I done been down on my last I done been talked bout I done been stabbed in my back so many times I lost count Now I be running through them racks so fucking long that I lost count When I was down they wouldn't help me up Fuck them niggas I ain't letting up I had to get mine out the pot It ain't yo business what we scrapped it for Remember nights I had to catch the bus Call my cousin let him test the dust One eat, feed the rest of us We been haven it ain't nothing to us I ain't stuntin nothing you niggas say Ima win long as God wit me wit me Come from walking with the hard with it To big buildings buildings wit the tall ceilings Designer glasses and these called findi Birkin bags and they broad wit me If it ain't money, i ain't evolved with it I got a feeling got what ya'll feeling Never personal nigga all business You get a penny for your thoughts But a dollar for your grind young nigga [Verse 2] I'm sitting here watching pay the full I got a pocket full Them niggas told me I couldn't, I showed em I could do it I just got 20 for a show I told him that ain't shit I'm Mr.DogFood I get 200 bands a brick I never lied bout shit I never cry about shit I made my first million dollars and multiplied that shit I been crossed so many times I been feeling like Jesus Sold a million nicks and dimes too All kinds of them people With every king comes another king With every trap comes another finne With every strap comes another beem In every game there's a winning team I cannot settle for losing I put my all in my music I gotta use it I cannot let this shit fool me I got some shit that be proven, I am gift, iam gifted "I never cross you out nigga, and those facts nigga.." and those facts, nogga [Verse 3] I had to stand on my work I had to stand on the curb I had to sleep on my momma floor And my momma, my momma know I used to trap at the cornerstore I got a check but I wanted more Real straight A town snow Couple J but they wanted blow Late night turn to great night In the water like a great white I mean a shark or a whale In a water on hail Go to hell not a hail I just ordered the bail And I caught it on sale Shawty snorted a rail It ain't no way in hell I'm a fail As long as there's powder I get the fish and they fish and they fodder Niggas be tripping get get to trippem they get served wit tha flour They had it big and them niggas some powers Whipping the bag I'm a plot in the shower I used to surf that lil reef at the tower Now I'm a swerve off the street in an hour Twisted genius, twisted genius O got 24 shows I told him that ain't shit I'm Mr.DogFood I get 200 bands a brick I never lied bout shit I never cry about shit I made my first million dollars and multiplied that shit I been crossed so many times I been feeling like Jesus Sold a million nicks and dimes till I cares them people Whatever king cause I'm not a king Whatever trap cause I'm not a fling Whatever strap cause I'm not a bing In every game that's the winning team I cannot settle for losers I can buy all a my music I gotta use it I cannot let this shit fool me I got some shit that be proven [?] "I never cross you out nigga, and those facts nigga.." [Verse 3] I had to start my work I had to stand on the curb I had to sleep on my momma floor And my momma, my momma know I used to trap at the cornerstore I got a check but I wanted more Real straight A town snow Couple J but they wanted blow Late night turn to great night In the water like a great white I mean a shark or a whale In a water on hail Go to hell not a hail I just ordered the bail And I caught it on sale Sharpener sharp as a rail It ain't no way in hell I'm a fail Always a plotter I get the fish and they fish and they fodder Niggas be tripping get hit with a flour They had it big and them niggas some powers Whipping the bag I'm a plot in the shower I used to surf that lil reef at the tower Now I'm a swerve off the street in an Audi [Outro] Twisted genius, twisted genius
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Credits
- Writers
- Ralo
- Joe Green
- DJ Kutt Throat