DI - X&os Lyrics

I put 40 on yo head Udonis Haslem
Got some shorties in my bed you couldn't have em
Hit up J1, hit tsunami, we going level
Went the distances with my dawgs call me a rebel
Some done switched up on a nigga like a jersey
It's only us, I cut them "eyes" out like a surgery
Never meant to dodge my feelings on the net
But when you serving me my money show respect
X and O around my heart, you getting crossed out
Im not working for you niggas, I'm the boss now
People told me not to do it but I did
Can't contain what's bout to happen, where's the lid ?

Blocked em out like I'm Siakam on a fast break
I Hit up onyx, it's ironic how that ass shake
Niggas love to bring up past like I am ghost
For little input in my life, YOU DO THE MOST
I go rocket CP3, eject haters dvd
Caution tape across my blinds, his and hers they still both mine
Money talks and bullshit walks, she so bored I bring the chalk
Ysl around her chain, I want fortune she wants fame
Give a portion to you lames, if I endorse it write my name
Backends every other week, make it happen no mystic
I was actually in the slumps, don't go lying Donald trump
Two-two-threes across yo chest, people died for far too less
X and O around my heart, you getting crossed out
Im not working for you niggas, I'm the boss now
People told me not to do it but I did
Can't contain what's bout to happen, where's the lid?
We was in it dawg for real, we was in it dawg for real...

Keep a gun and it's registered
Speak on something we catching you

Can you see that we moving
And CGE is the movement
And the gang is almighty so we knee deep and we grooving

If we repeat then we loosing you
Keep a seat it's a movie too
Juan and TUQ the producers with their beats they be soothing you

We was all the trenches
Gave up miles and some inches
For some people that loved me but kept they smile over fences

And this shit can get ugly if you actually predicted
Know some people that hugged me but kept a knife and it's wicked

So don't pay me in checks, if you don't pay me respect
I'm done riding for people, I might take me jet
If you ain't coming, don't comment on how I ain't say we done left
Now you running and running, but we all saving our breath
All you niggas be fouling me like you play with the refs
You all just want some attentions like you stay with a Steph
Yea I'm talking about curry, now your vision is blurry
Now your vision is blurry...

PYSCHO!

I might go, X-O, on you niggas