Fingers Crossed lyrics

[Intro: Veeze]
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Hold on
Brothers Only gang

[Chorus: Veeze]
I got money on my mind, I take meds all the time
I got a three in a twenty, boy, I'm scared of this high
Got your b*tch lookin' nervous, she be scared when I'm around
So much shh in the bag, boy, I'm scared for your town
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God
So many n*ggas turn feds, it be scarin' me sometimes
I be wonderin' if them n*ggas near me sometimes
Shh

[Verse 1: Veeze]
A n*gga tried to play me, take his town and take a number off
A b*tch could never fade me, I'm too turnt for her to cut me off
My brother OG crazy, he'll try to knock your mama off
I hurt a n*gga feelings to the point he take the summer off
I ran through a whole pound of privilege, then I hit the mall
I don't think she like the Purple denim, tried to snatch 'em off
I don't even be lookin' at the tags, I just snatch 'em off (Naw)
I don't think you asked for my swag, you just jacked it all (Goddamn)
Put my n*gga Telly Band in the drive, shootin' basketball
They mad at me and Wreck 'cause we ain't seal none of the bag to y'all
I remember days I was so broke, I couldn't laugh at all
Now n*ggas hatin' on me over fame, y'all can have it all
[Interlude: Veeze]
I really just want this dog sh*t
You feel me?

[Chorus: Veeze]
I got money on my mind, I take meds all the time
Got a three in a twenty, boy, I'm scared of this high
I got your b*tch lookin' nervous, she be scared when I'm around
So much— in the bag, boy, I'm scared for your town
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (n*gga)
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (Dumb-ass n*gga)

[Verse 2: Veeze & DaeMoney]
I take notes to the fake sh*t
You beef with us, you can't slip
We got the sauce you can't get
You play with us, we take sh*t
My heart used to pound when a n*gga had to take risks
Thirty trips in, I'm too focused now, I can't slip
I never been for games, boy, you play with me, it's K clips
Amiri for the denim, went to Barneys, spent 2K quick
You gotta be a slime for you to recognize some snake sh*t
They wanna hide the tension, see me out and it's a facelift
Fell in love with the money, I'll never sell my soul
She be givin' me her soul and I still do her bold
Pray to God every night 'cause I know I'm livin' wrong
Pray to God every night 'cause the devil want my soul
Fingers crossed for my n*ggas, we gon' make it to the top
Fingers crossed for my n*ggas still be trappin' on the block
I be lookin' out for n*ggas and they askin' for a lot
Only thing I fear is God, I stare at death in the eye
I got money on my mind, I do meds all the time
I'm off two-seven-five, yeah, she scared for me to drive
Don't affiliate with rats, that ain't in a n*gga file
Tryna run me up some racks, I done drove so many miles
[Outro: Veeze]
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (f*ck wrong with these n*ggas?)
I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (World Tour, Oink Boyz sh*t, n*gga)
(Marc Boomin, this you?)