Cross The Line

Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Haze] Fuckin' with me when a line get drawn You want war, that's what them gods is for Ha! So many niggas think they built for the war But let's see how much you can laugh with a gun in this drawer Fuckin' with me when a line get drawn You want war, that's what them gods is for Ha! So many niggas think they built for the war But let's see how much you can laugh with a gun in this drawer [Verse 1: Young Haze] I said the hood niggas feel 'em Niggas want a name for themself and to kill 'em, tangerine peel 'em Paul wall grill 'em, rap niggas trash And it's like I'm paralyzed 'cause it's hard to leave 'em feeling On packets and I ship weight, show my ass in all of these mixtapes And run through holes like the inmate I'm from the hood so I love cash I turned your crib to a bloodbath, won it all, fuckheads Still pitching on that back block Turning cocaine to crack rock, I'm balling, you a mascot Hear my flow, nigga, it's past hot I killed you and have you hanging off wires like a laptop Yeah, nigga, I'm feeling myself When it come to the clique, we bosses, we do it ourself Approaching, no chauffeur, learn it myself You mentionin' me? You better off killing yourself And you know it's all me if you talkin' 'bout dirty business Raw yay, got the fiends nodding in thirty minutes I love money, wouldn't let it pass me by Movin' nuggets in Detroit like Allen I Write this out, soldiers I got niggas to cuddle from here to there, I call 'em my deep throaters Got a few mooks, hoovers, and trained rollers One quick blink, nigga your day's over [Chorus: Young Haze] Fuckin' with me when a line get drawn You want war, that's what them gods is for Ha! So many niggas think they built for the war But let's see how much you can laugh with a gun in this drawer Fuckin' with me when a line get drawn You want war, that's what them gods is for Ha! So many niggas think they built for the war But let's see how much you can laugh with a gun in this drawer