Crucifix lyrics
by Finesse2Tymes
[Intro]
(Will, what that is?)
(Avo)
Finesse, two of 'em
(X.O. think he all that)
[Verse 1]
Main house, guest house, game house, helipad, way out they league (Club on 'em)
Amiri jeans, D&Gs, all a n*gga rock is double C's, ayy
Audi 8, up to date, two nights, five states, hold up, I'll wait (Hold up)
Came home, took somethin', shook somethin', wanna see me, n*gga, book somethin' (Let me get that)
Three mil' made less than a year
Now I see why they fear, n*ggas knew my potential (They knew that)
They can't stop me, now they wanna surrender
Thеy see me in public and shake like a strippеr
Ridin' in a rental with Baby J
Four hours straight, talkin' business and real estate (Real estate)
I'm a player, but I live by them three M's
Money, mackin', and manipulatin' (I'm mackin', n*gga)
Jump out the 'Lac like I model for GQ (GQ)
Pourin' up in a slushy from DQ (Slush)
Dope boy, still rockin' Evisu (Street n*gga)
Them lil' hitters can't wait 'til they see you (Can't wait)
Push on him (Get him)
50K on a shot, drop a crook on him (Crook move)
I came home and stepped on them n*ggas literally (Stepped on 'em)
I got my foot on 'em (My foot in they sh*t, get up)
[Chorus]
They treat me like a don, I used to be bomb like the World Trade Center (Twin Towers)
When I'm on the stage, I'm armed, and I'm on parole, but that do not save n*ggas (At all)
I might go fed for real again (For real), it might be a part two to this (I'm federal, federal)
I'm f*ckin' your b*tch from the back, I'm crossin' her legs, I call that the crucifix (On God)
They treat me like a don, I used to be bomb like the World Trade Center (Twin Towers)
When I'm on the stage, I'm armed, and I'm on parole, but that do not save n*ggas (At all)
I might go fed for real again (For real), it might be a part two to this (I'm federal, federal)
I'm f*ckin' your b*tch from the back, I'm crossin' her legs, I call that the crucifix (On God)
[Verse 2]
Your b*tch is possessive (Possessive)
I asked for some head and she gave me extras (Extras)
She talk to me while she do it (Do it)
I told her be quiet, I don't need a lecture (Shh)
I'm up on 'em, up on 'em (I'm up on 'em)
I'm pourin' this purple, a pineapple Crush on it (A junkie)
I'm up on 'em, up on 'em (I'm up on 'em)
He wanna be FNG, but I don't trust homie (f*ck him)
Tell me you love me (You love me)
Tell me you love me, tell me you're grateful (Say it)
b*tch, you lyin' to me (You lyin')
'Cause you ain't come see me when I was at Mason
I ain't trustin' nobody (Nobody)
But my Lord and savior, God is gracious (Amen)
Had to dodge the haters (f*ck 'em)
Now tell me you love me before I replace you, b*tch (Right now)
[Chorus]
They treat me like a don, I used to be bomb like the World Trade Center (Twin Towers)
When I'm on the stage, I'm armed, and I'm on parole, but that do not save n*ggas (At all)
I might go fed for real again (For real), it might be a part two to this (I'm federal, federal)
I'm f*ckin' your b*tch from the back, I'm crossin' her legs, I call that the crucifix (On God)
They treat me like a don, I used to be bomb like the World Trade Center (Twin Towers)
When I'm on the stage, I'm armed, and I'm on parole, but that do not save n*ggas (At all)
I might go fed for real again (For real), it might be a part two to this (I'm federal, federal)
I'm f*ckin' your b*tch from the back, I'm crossin' her legs, I call that the crucifix (On God)