Mr. Crosser Lyrics

I don't want end up in front of a cell

I don't want end up in front of a trial

You a jack rabbit you jacking my vibe

Jump out your feet jumping a mile

Jump out your seat jump out the crowd

I made some brothers we mob like a tie

Other ones went out of bounds like a foul

They tryna milk me cash in like a cow

I came from Florida I'm straight out the south

Deep in the water like I'm crocodile

I came with crossers we crossing your path

I came with crossers we crossing your tile

I'm Mr. Crosser I do not half ass

I'm Mr. Crosser I get it in style

I was down bad I looked up in my eyes

I put my trust and my faith in my God

I crank my unreleased like oh my God

Everything under me no piece of mind

I'm getting better she don't see the signs

I keep on beating myself it's a crime

I'm in my zone but we on different time

She gripping on me while I'm gripping her side

Grip on reality before you die

I had to grip on reality twice

Sliding with heat Hotwheels on a bih

Forgiato rims way I steer on a bih

Go and find a clutch press rear on a bih

She did way too much so I cleared on a bih

She can't get a ride call Mears on a bih

If she got a goal then I might cheer on a bih

One thing I could never do is fear on a bih

When they stabbing at your heart with a spear in the mix

Niggas seen me grow up went weird on the kid

If it's up to me I'll probably disappear again

I don't want no girl it's just me, Siri in the bed

I just wanna win I'm calling Lu and Chop again

I'm so locked I had got on my Zoom

I can't mix with these people we not drinking Bloom

How the hell you be acting and still missing cues

Baby we ain't relaxing if we in this room

I got so high I just locked myself in the room

Me and twin we was puffing a wood off a shroom

Cut her off she was toxic like nicotine fumes

You take no accountability fuck out my view

Inside, outside with the crew

Ten toes from the bottom of my shoe

I work everyday so I grew

I want everything plus two

i want everything times two

I came with crossers we crossing your path

I came with crossers we crossing your tile

I'm Mr. Crosser I do not half ass

I'm Mr. Crosser I get it in style

I was down bad I looked up in my eyes

I put my trust and my faith in my God

I crank my unreleased like oh my God

Everything under me no piece of mind