Crosses

[Intro] Why? Why? Tell me, uh [Chorus] Tell me somethin’, tell me somethin’ Trillest nigga ever did it, tell me somethin’ Tell me somethin’ I put the whole city on, tell me somethin’ Tell me somethin’ I had to make the back door in the front (Brrrr) My young nigga on the run Tell me somethin’, tell me somethin’ [Verse 1] How you live with all that magic bottled up? Daddy made me after a fight, momma ain’t wanna fuck That’s the shit that I’m a product of Just made bail, I’m on my way to whip that powder up Dreamin’ I could be one of these rap niggas My young boy got the wall against his back, nigga Back against the wall like "Where it’s at, nigga?" Just his name and a nine, he wanna brrrrahhhh In the Maybach John was drivin' I was thinkin' I done came a long way from ridin’ dirty until they sound the sirens I refuse the search then they bring them K9's in Ran the plug money back like Deion did for the ‘niners The trap lords had to design this All these chains on just to remind us We came from bondage, I’m a God-send This marathon I’m cool runnin’ like niggas in bobsleds Bitch, this that up three Burt and State shit (Up three) Barbershop parkin lot with the weight shit from down the way Now we out in LA racin’ wraiths, say my name in vein Get yo face split, nigga, taste this Fentanyl flow, you bit off more than you could chew My daughter wear chinchillas to the pettin' zoo Got my bitch eatin’ breakfast at Tiffany’s I knew this shit was meant for me when I was whippin’ keys I understand Remy, I would've shot too 'Cause back then I couldn’t risk a G, this shit risky business I knew life was changin’ when them fifteen chickens came Bitch, my wrist amazin' Don’t make me go throw on my bigger chain In a tsunami I'll sell a brick of rain (Brick of rain) [Chorus] Tell me somethin’, tell me somethin’ What the stamp like? Tell me somethin’ What it cook like? Tell me somethin’ I put the whole city on, tell me somethin’ (Woo) Tell me somethin’, tell me somethin’ Tell me somethin’, I put the fuckin city on (Put the fuckin' city on) [Verse 2] First Roc-a-Fella break up, now every day I wake My P.O. in my fuckin' way He’s still mad about that boss that we ran out of state They still on us 'bout that four hundred thousand hid in my momma basement Face it, feds gave us a pop quiz and we aced it Don’t let 'em tangle up your laces Why you think they call this shit a race? 'Cause it’s a fuckin race, bitch And they made you believe that you ain’t even racin’ This tax-free dope money got 'em hatin’ Me and Melo got a lot in common We both got dropped from them rockets The aliens brought me here in a spaceship Your crib ain’t even worth my bracelet Aviani just gave my Patek a facelift I’m thinkin' gold, I’m thinkin' drone I’m thinkin' when this shit over, what happened to your soul? You was thinkin' like the masses, I was thinkin' rouge Thinkin’ bold, I cracked the code I was thinkin' all this shit when I was on the stove, cookin’ coke I’m thinkin' if we make it home Take the rental doors off in our low then we on a roll (Then we on a roll) [Chorus] Tell me somethin’, tell me somethin’ What the stamp like? Tell me somethin’ What it cook like? Tell me somethin’ I put the whole city on, tell me somethin’ (Woo) Tell me somethin’, tell me somethin’ Tell me somethin’, I put the fuckin city on (Put the fuckin' city on)