Carry Ya Cross Lyrics

Yeah

Ion care how gangsta a nicca is

You working wit them people you a whole hoe

Ya voucher ain't legit ion claim you niccas

The streets fucked up yeah i blame you niccas

The sucka shit be coming with a bag attached

And for the money yall give these niccas a pass for that

Whoa

Straight up

Ya down bad my advice better get ya weight up

Cause time or these nothing ass bitches gone wait up

I say it with my back to the winall

They popped him with a brick of that purina with the fenayl

And now these rats in the club getting celebrated

The whole snitching game it done elevated

You know he working but it's cool cause he lace ya pockets

Over looking the fact his whole name on ya docket

I been taught by the best but prepared for the worst

You out here lacking nicca you best get prepared for a hearse

Can't put ya feelings in these hoes that will only get ya hurt

Tell the truth shame the devil if you scared go to church

Ya op watching & they plotting on knockin off

What's the move back down or go carry ya cross

These niccas playing wit ya life & they thinking you soft

Like its a game when it ain't better carry ya cross

You bought a bad batch of work now you taking a loss

But you know that come with the game carry ya cross

I tell the truth & niccas hate it it's pissin' them off

I keep it real fuck ya feelings carry ya cross

If it's up then it's stuck there and we can delete it

See i was raised in the gutta so that's how I'm gone keep it

Watch how they smile at yo table then frown at yo plate

Soon as you bow and say yo grace he gone pop you then eat it

I never hated i just waited my turn until it came

Rappers dying for attention & niccas killing for fame

You jealous of ya big homie now idols becoming rivals

And the gram got all the bitches feeling like they entitled

Its survival of the fittest you hurting you outta shape

Im talking money

If you ouchea and broke you outta place

Ya dawg keep catching cases but the time dont reflect it

But yet you too scared to check it the reason i dont respect it

Everyday i tell my younging look slow down

Ya opp aiming high but a bitch will do you lowdown

You knowing how it go down

The game aint changed just the niccas in it

Thats why the coup bullet proof and the windows tinted

Ya op watching & they plotting on knockin off

What's the move back down or go carry ya cross

These niccas playing wit ya life & they thinking you soft

Like its a game when it ain't better carry ya cross

You bought a bad batch of work now you taking a loss

But you know that come with the game carry ya cross

I tell the truth & niccas hate it it's pissin' them off

I keep it real fuck ya feelings carry ya cross

This none of thei rocket science homie

Why every time this nicca take a trip ot all his partnaz around him get snatched up by the feds

Yall see these niccas catching all these cases and they aint doing no time

They concealed informants

As long as nicca keep clocking in doing his work

The feds gone let him keep doing his dirt

Then these niccas fall right up in the club throwing jewelry on popping bottles

And you coward ass niccas and you lame ass hoes calling them 100

See thats the problem as long as a nicca got a bag he can get away with sucka shit

How you gone be scared of a nicca that work for the police