Crosstown
W.D. Wind
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Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Take no loses young nigga You gotta make it You gotta make it Make that money You don't let that money make you Never let it make you You see em faking and counterfeiting Counterfeiting Even when I’m tired Hit the roads like michelins No one is real No one is real Come on No one is real The game is rigged Come on Last of the trill We get it how we live We tell it like it is When No one is real Damn You thank these niggas who they say they is Damn You thank these niggas who they say they is When they did Everything That they say they did The objects in my mirror Still way closer than they may appear Recognize the real NIggas fishing for a deal Prolly tell a bitch Whatever shit she wanna hear And every time Imma tell her she can choose him See its her life And that’s a better proposition Loving me Thats coming with its oppositions If me and my career come first Thats ambitious We all got our issues I ain't take no subscriptions They say I'm getting lucky I aint that superstitious Victories aint fictitious When you built for the distance And we are the test of litmus Acidic If you push me to my limits Im vicious Make ya misery my business Tissues to the competition Take no loses young nigga You gotta make it You gotta make it Make that money You don't let that money make you Never let it make you You see em faking and counterfeiting Counterfeiting Even when I’m tired Hit the roads like michelins No one is real No one is real Come on No one is real The game is rigged Come on Last of the trill We get it how we live We tell it like it is When No one is real Damn Where I’m from Me and Walt like Pimp and Bun Yet underground king Is insufficient for what they’ve done I want my piece of pie And imma take it pecan You know ya boy like Harry Potter How I waive this magic wand Got off the bus at magic city Them niggas to my money to run God help em if i see em And I’m holding a gun He gone have to save ‘em I ain't taking coupons And the same go for the niggas Ran up on us on that lawn You could asked Prolly woulda gave it to ‘em Cause green grass Comes to niggas with a green thumb How i ball Mane it come back like ping pong It’s training day Dont make me treat this shit like King Kong If i’m lion Then its animal kingdom Tryna buy a politician How I'm fighting for freedom These niggas get it Then they treat it like they Getty Put a random on my kids I put another in her belly Lets Go Take no loses young nigga You gotta make it You gotta make it Make that money You don’t let that money make you Never let it make you You see em faking and counterfeiting Counterfeiting Even when I’m tired Hit the roads like michelins No one is real No one is real Come on No one is real The game is rigged Come on Last of the trill We get it how we live We tell it like it is When No one is real Damn
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