Convict
Up Front, yeah
Convikt Muzik
Ross, Triple C'sIf you ever cross that line
I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paperComin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ***
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that lineI was birthed in the ***
But what made it worse, every first is a packed house
Little brother knowin' life illegal
No toys, just playin' wit pipes and needlesI'm gon' find knights and regals
5000 on the paint just so life will see ya
Green cards for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream larger than seats crushBig *** for the other side
Try me I'ma teach his momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dryIf you ever cross that line
I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paperComin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ***
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that lineDon't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby, don't cross that lineWhen I'm low on funds, I'ma load up
Slap ya in the head I'ma open one
African in bed, she just hope I'm done
See the voodoo priest, then the *** gon' comeOpen up a drum, I'm eatin' Oprah crumbs
Got poor credit, got *** debit
Walk in the 40-40, I'ma score, bet it
Four tennis chains ***, I'm progeticBut the 4 pellets will getcha prosthetics
If you don't get it, just don't let it
A life sentence is a light sentence
All my homies got 'em, they just like businessIf you ever cross that line
I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paperComin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ***
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that lineDon't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby, don't cross that lineDon't push me, I ain't ***
You 'Would be killas', that is 'Could be'
The last minute of your last breath
I'm the last entrance right before your last stepShot a *** papa, my block gotta
Cross the line, pay the fine, cop dollar
No matter you're age, creed or color
Can't cut it, stay choppin' through the butterCritics wonder will I last long
Even though I showed my *** on my last song
I gets my mash on, no mask on
Cross Ross, baby, it'll be a sad songIf you ever cross that line
I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paperComin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ***
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that lineDon't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby, don't cross that line
Songwriters
ROBERTS/THIAMPublished by
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