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CROSS OUT Video (MV)




Performed By: CURRYWORLDWIDE
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: CURRYWORLDWIDE, Sam Singh




CURRYWORLDWIDE - CROSS OUT Lyrics




If you do the work consistently, if you invest in yourself consistently
10 years of motherf*cking work when everybody else is partying, making excuses
Doing the cool thing on the weekend is going to pay off
You can do this

Cross out, double out, call me transformer now, bitch, f*cking sit down and take a bow
I'm the motherf*cker who been in it now, bitch, I'm the craziest one of 2x1 and yo girl riding shots and then my AMG one
Menace to society, count it on me, repping them Gucci, Louis jeans, you still wearing Oshis like it's 2003
Bitch, don't beg, you ain't getting shit for free. Tell them once, tell them twice, now it's going to be for life

Stepping up to the mic, body flow real tight, X'd out, I'ma ignite the whole damn night
Words that hit hard, I'll leave you in awe. spitting rhymes so fast, it's like a f*cking brawl
Making this cash like magic, all my shit elaborate . Bitches want to make a bet and empty out the clipp, aii
Bitch, who you think you pressing, be that boy's ass now. Let this girl back there f**king crying her eyes out

I hate it when they bleed cause I'm a crip. Off my stuff, head melon off and let it rip
You ain't a crip like Snoop, you ain't a blood like game. I seen this youngin on the train, I had to pick his brain
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs. Mobbing on these opps like they get no high fives
Mobbing on these opps cause you know I got these Glocks. Girls be coming up to me cause they know I'm f*cking hot

Pull up my Draco, finger on that trigger. Bitch, if you say so, I got a lot of pesos
Running up my texts, say you lost your f*cking ex. Nah, I ain't f*cking with you cause I'm up next, yo
If you know me, you know that I never say a lot. So don't ever think I'ma snitch the f*cking job
Cause I'm shooting all y'all bitches if y'all ever get caught. Don't be talking too much unless you tryna get shot

All about them racks, stacking up the dough. On the grind everyday, watch the money flow
Counting stacks, that's a lifestyle I pursue. From the sunrise to the sunset, I'm making money moves, bitch
We on a different level, we're the real deal. Opposition can't handle how we make them feel
One more thing. Get on my level. Cross out, double out. Call me Transformer now

Bitch, f*cking sit down and take a bow. I'm the motherf*cker who been in it now
Bitch, I'm the craziest one of 2x1 and yo girl riding shotgun in my AMG-1
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If you do the work consistently, if you invest in yourself consistently
10 years of motherf*cking work when everybody else is partying, making excuses
Doing the cool thing on the weekend is going to pay off
You can do this

Cross out, double out, call me transformer now, bitch, f*cking sit down and take a bow
I'm the motherf*cker who been in it now, bitch, I'm the craziest one of 2x1 and yo girl riding shots and then my AMG one
Menace to society, count it on me, repping them Gucci, Louis jeans, you still wearing Oshis like it's 2003
Bitch, don't beg, you ain't getting shit for free. Tell them once, tell them twice, now it's going to be for life

Stepping up to the mic, body flow real tight, X'd out, I'ma ignite the whole damn night
Words that hit hard, I'll leave you in awe. spitting rhymes so fast, it's like a f*cking brawl
Making this cash like magic, all my shit elaborate . Bitches want to make a bet and empty out the clipp, aii
Bitch, who you think you pressing, be that boy's ass now. Let this girl back there f**king crying her eyes out

I hate it when they bleed cause I'm a crip. Off my stuff, head melon off and let it rip
You ain't a crip like Snoop, you ain't a blood like game. I seen this youngin on the train, I had to pick his brain
Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs. Mobbing on these opps like they get no high fives
Mobbing on these opps cause you know I got these Glocks. Girls be coming up to me cause they know I'm f*cking hot

Pull up my Draco, finger on that trigger. Bitch, if you say so, I got a lot of pesos
Running up my texts, say you lost your f*cking ex. Nah, I ain't f*cking with you cause I'm up next, yo
If you know me, you know that I never say a lot. So don't ever think I'ma snitch the f*cking job
Cause I'm shooting all y'all bitches if y'all ever get caught. Don't be talking too much unless you tryna get shot

All about them racks, stacking up the dough. On the grind everyday, watch the money flow
Counting stacks, that's a lifestyle I pursue. From the sunrise to the sunset, I'm making money moves, bitch
We on a different level, we're the real deal. Opposition can't handle how we make them feel
One more thing. Get on my level. Cross out, double out. Call me Transformer now

Bitch, f*cking sit down and take a bow. I'm the motherf*cker who been in it now
Bitch, I'm the craziest one of 2x1 and yo girl riding shotgun in my AMG-1
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Writer: CURRYWORLDWIDE, Sam Singh
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