Walk With A Cross

(Ay Where Preme) I blow through that bag fast Then I stack it faster I blow through that bag fast Then I stack it (Ay Supreme) (Mack Dis You Foo) Yea I blow through that bag fast Then I stack it faster I fucked on that bitch last Cause could've had her I been on my own grind Nothing else matter Young Nigga fresh on his (Huh) Young Nigga fresh on his grind All these bad bitches All these fuckin riches All these pounds Moving around F*ck it i'm fine with it Rappin and singing it got me a check (Huh) F*ck nigga better respect it I go at ya neck (Huh) Walk with a Cross no stressin' I gotta count my blessings Setting these trends im fresh and I heard rap nigga say i ain't shit I drop this shit he tripping Lil sed I leave em on read And bet she gone text its gone cost to caress me I already fucked that hoe I done had that hoe F*ck that she past tense Rappers they bitting my melodies All in my pockets they tryna go sound like Lil Sed Bitches been tryna come f*ck with me Cause I been running it up in the spot like with bread In and Out, In and Out I took a different route Nigga got tired of that fake shit I'm finna cash out my mama My team Fin to get her house and new bracelet Nigga i'm a hustler Solve these problems I'm gone fix it Once you get that Money, Power, Fame Shit get tricky Once I got that Money, Power, Fame I got picky Picky with my Time, My Money, My Energy And All my women I blow through that bag fast Then I stack it faster I fucked on that bitch last Cause could've had her I been on my own grind Nothing else matter Young Nigga fresh on his (Huh) Young Nigga fresh on his grind I blow through that bag fast Then I stack it faster I fucked on that bitch last Cause could've had her I been on my own grind Nothing else matter Young Nigga fresh on his Young Nigga fresh on his grind