Yung Mal – Cross Like Cris Lyrics
[Intro]
Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga
[Chorus]
Couldn’t get left, had to get it right
Ain’t none of this shit came overnight
A young nigga had to sacrifice
Had to pay my dues, never asked the price
Young nigga get rich, that’s that shit 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 bitch, pocket full of lint, huh
They thought they had all the sense
I thought I could trust a bitch
But she crossed me just like Cris
[Verse 1]
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 ...