Lyrics:
cross the line
They calling mister candyman all the time
Snap blowin up my phone every night
I got the .40 on my hip by the side
In case these feigning
by all sorts
Got plays no ball court
N I fall under all sports
Got green like a golf course
N I rode in a small Porsche
Wit a bad bitch
In traffic
That
cross this line
Walking through the dirty streets of Jersey
A dollar to my name searchin' for that chee
I'm tryin' not to reincorinate my past
Joseph line,
He'd make a cross-eyed o'man go stone blin'.
Blacker than midnight, teeth lak flags of truce,
Blackest man in de whole of Saint Louis,
ought to see dat stovepipe brown of mine
Lak he owns de Dimon' Joseph line
He'd make a cross eyed O'man go stone blin'
Blacker than midnight, teeth lak
a VV wrapping all my bands
And 'em bills all got a blueface
You talk so much you cross the line
Give a fuck, but okay, that's fine
I just want it back,
to chop it like suey
The devil on call hit my line
Like my line like he knew me
Your lies and deceit
Stay moving right through me
Holy ghost filled
Danny
The World Is Over
The World Is Over
The World Is Over
The World Is Over
(Verse 2)
I crush hearts, break, cause hysteria, my lines rip clothes with lariats
'posed to be the illest on three coasts
Familia, bigga than Icos
Y'all, Danny DeVitoes, small niggaz
All I see is the penny heaters, that's all niggaz
Nobody's gonna save my life (Hey, hey hey)
But tonight I crossed the line
I used to know her when my house was sober
I could find lessons in light
Over
charlotte and bypassed rock hill,
And we never was a minute late.
We was ninety miles out of atlanta by sundown,
Rollin' 'cross the georgia state.
We
How did you get to be in a chair?
I was stabbed up by a crackhead
Fighting over a stim
I would think that would be that
That would be the worst
they aint hit my line
Mama lights when off again and they said its final
Thats my daily reminder
Dont try to check my attitude I had to use a ladder
boarder line, linger there
Through the blinds, so intimate my love
Everything I wanna do
I found you taking over my mind
I'll keep you in the space around
bazzled with this shit
Nigga talkin' out of line, he get snatched up like a bitch
Uh, shoot my shot I'm curry with this shit
I can take bitch from
Engine, engine number nie
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I'll get mine
Champagne; on ice
Got brown; got white
Got a few; already rolled
All I need; is a light
She smell; incredible
And she, flexible
She from, Cali
Cross a line and dis my rhyme
and then they ass is mine
If you find a critic dead
Remember what I said
Who killed a critic
Guess the crew did it
many reasons to quit I know
I'm focused out here, I know
There's even more reasons to keep it going
I'm balling out here, I know
Cross over the shoulder
No Good
I know
Oh no oh no
I don't wanna cross that line no more
Is it lust or love I've been here before
No I'm not, no I'm not gonna open that door
time till the Pocono line
Shut down two years ago
I was staying at the mission till I met Marie
Now I can't stay there no more
Fella 'cross town
time till the Pocono line
shut down two years ago
I was staying at the mission till I met Marie
now I can't stay there no more
Fella 'cross town
I'm out in Florida, huh, blow that back, and blow that hun-
By the time my fit is on, cross the line, no border, huh
I gotta go fill me up (fill me
anytime
I'm feeling down or just right
Even though you're not by my side
It's our safe space, you and I
Over the telephone line
I think we know it and that
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