Mook TBG - Cross Me lyrics

[Mook TBG - Cross Me lyrics]

Uh, uh, yeah woah, yeah
Uh, uh, It's Mook, yeah
Uh, uh (It's Dino) yeah

How I let them cross me? I was all alone
I had no option but to boss me
Rollie, what it cost me?
Sittin' on the floor seats
(yeah) , I flex when they record me
Walkin' in my door sheets, no merely
I just smoke Weed gotta catch the jet
I'm out the city 'fore they off me
He trippin' on the gang, do
'em, when we see him, we gon' air it out
Tryna get with shawty
But she know that I'm a player now
I'ma keep it real
I know them niggas want to hear me out

My niggas, I done lost 'em, gotta
Move around a lil' careful, takin' caution
You don't know that vision
Seein' niggas in that coffin
Workin' all night long, wakin' up early
So exhaustin' came from catchin' rides
Now we in the airport often
Feelin' like a master
Got so much on my conscience
Feelin' like I need love
But I rather be lonely
Prolly pour a eight of act and
Kick it with my homies
I'm livin' my best life, that stick
I keep it on me lil' nigga
Get his shit splat tryna take some from me
He must think we homies
Got rich off sellin' melodies
Tryna beat these felonies
Just tryna make a better me
Got lil' niggas lookin' up to me
But I still wonder where I go

How I let them cross me? I was all alone
I had no option but to boss me
Rollie, what it cost me?
Sittin' on the floor seats
(yeah) , I flex when they record me
Walkin' in my door sheets, no merely
I just smoke Weed gotta catch the jet
I'm out the city 'fore they off me
He trippin' on the gang, do
'em, when we see him, we gon' air it out
Tryna get with shawty
But she know that I'm a player now
I'ma keep it real
I know them niggas want to hear me out

Never really flexed up
Kinda hard to keep my head up
Diamonds look like bless up
I'm tired of bein' next up
We gon' fuck the city up
Hit it with a backstroke
No, they don't wanna see me up
Rather see me fuck the pack up
Lately I just act up, I don't need no backup
You say that's your mans now
But I can't let 'em cross me
Feelin' like I'm Mike Jones
This jewelry got me flossin'
They didn't use to call me
But now they wanna call me
They use to want to verse
Now they in my DMs talkin'
Had to put in work 'cause bein'
Broke made me a savage got up off my
I turned a dollar to a thousand
Young nigga we wildin'
Can't play me like a violin

How I let them cross me? I was all alone
I had no option but to boss me
Rollie, what it cost me?
Sittin' on the floor seats
(yeah) , I flex when they record me
Walkin' in my door sheets, no merely
I just smoke Weed gotta catch the jet
I'm out the city 'fore they off me
He trippin' on the gang, do
'em, when we see him, we gon' air it out
Tryna get with shawty
But she know that I'm a player now
I'ma keep it real
I know them niggas want to hear me out

Yeah (yeah)

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