Fingers Crossed

(Marc Boomin, this you?) Hold on Brothers Only Gang I got money on my mind, I take meds all the time I got a three in a twenty, boy, I'm scared of this high Got your bitch lookin' nervous, she be scared when I'm around So much shh in the bag, boy, I'm scared for your town I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God So many niggas turn feds, it be scarin' me sometimes I be wonderin' if them niggas near me sometimes Shh A nigga tried to play me, take his town and take a number off A bitch could never fade me, I'm too turnt for her to cut me off My brother OG crazy, he'll try to knock your mama off I hurt a nigga feelings to the point he take the summer off I ran through a whole pound of privilege, then I hit the mall I don't think she like the Purple denim, tried to snatch 'em off I don't even be lookin' at the tags, I just snatch 'em off (naw) I don't think you asked for my swag, you just jacked it all (goddamn) Put my nigga Telly Band in the driveway, shootin' basketball They mad at me and Wreck 'cause we ain't seal none of the bag to y'all I remember days I was so broke, I couldn't laugh at all Now niggas hatin' on me over fame, y'all can have it all I really just want this dog shit You feel me? I got money on my mind, I take meds all the time Got a three in a twenty, boy, I'm scared of this high I got your bitch lookin' nervous, she be scared when I'm around So much in the bag, boy, I'm scared for your town I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (nigga) I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (dumb-ass nigga) I take notes to the fake shit You beef with us, you can't slip We got the sauce you can't get You play with us, we take shit My heart used to pound when a nigga had to take risks Thirty trips in, I'm too focused now, I can't slip I never been for games, boy, you play with me, it's K clips Amiri for the denim, went to Barneys, spent 2K quick You gotta be a slime for you to recognize some snake shit They wanna hide the tension, see me out and it's a facelift Fell in love with the money, I'll never sell my soul She be givin' me her soul and I still do her bold Pray to God every night 'cause I know I'm livin' wrong Pray to God every night 'cause the devil want my soul Fingers crossed for my niggas, we gon' make it to the top Fingers crossed for my niggas still be trappin' on the block I be lookin' out for niggas and they askin' for a lot Only thing I fear is God, I stare at death in the eye I got money on my mind, I do meds all the time I'm off two-seven-five, yeah, she scared for me to drive Don't affiliate with rats, that ain't in a nigga file Tryna run me up some racks, I done drove so many miles I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (f*ck wrong with these niggas?) I done seen it all, only thing I'm scared of is God (World Tour, Oink Boyz shit, nigga) (Marc Boomin, this you?)