Crossed Out

[Intro]
Twisted genius

[Verse 1]
I done been lied to
I done been crossed out
I done been down on my last
I done been talked back
I done been stabbed in my back so many times I lost count
Now I be running through them racks so fucking long that I lost count
When I was down they wouldn’t help me up
Fuck them niggas I ain’t letting up
I had to get mine out the pack
It ain’t yo business what was credit for
Remember nights I had to take the bus
Call my cousin let him take the duck
While eat, feed the rest of us
We been have and it ain’t not’n now
I ain’t stuntin as you niggas say
I’m a win always gonna win
Come from walking with the hard with it
To be dealing with a tough city
Designer glass and the cough in it
[?] band in the bar with me
If it ain't money, i ain't evolved with it
I got a feeling got what ya’ll feeling
Never personal nigga all business

[Verse 2]
I’m sitting here watching pay the full I got a pocket full
Them niggas told me I could, I showed em I could do it
RJ got 24 shows I told him that ain’t shit
I'm Mr.DogFood I get 200 bands a brick
I never lied bout shit I never cry about shit
I made my first million dollars and multiplied that shit
I been crossed so many times I been feeling like Jesus
Sold a million nicks and dimes till I cares them people
Whatever king cause I’m not a king
Whatever trap cause I’m not a fling
Whatever strap cause I’m not a bing
In every game that’s the winning team
I cannot settle for losers
I can buy all a my music
I gotta use it
I cannot let this shit fool me
I got some shit that be proven [?]
“I never cross you out nigga, and those facts nigga..”

[Verse 3]
I had to start my work
I had to stand on the curb
I had to sleep on my momma floor
And my momma, my momma know
I used to trap at the cornerstore
I got a check but I wanted more
Real straight A town snow
Couple J but they wanted blow
Late night turn to great night
In the water like a great white
I mean a shark or a whale
In a water on hail
Go to hell not a hail
I just ordered the bail
And I caught it on sale
Sharpener sharp as a rail
It ain’t no way in hell I’m a fail
Always a plotter
I get the fish and they fish and they fodder
Niggas be tripping get hit with a flour
They had it big and them niggas some powers
Whipping the bag I’m a plot in the shower
I used to surf that lil reef at the tower
Now I’m a swerve off the street in an hour

Twisted genius, twisted genius