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

Fuck it i'm fine with it

Rappin and singing it got me a check (Huh)

Fuck 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

Fuck that she past tense

Rappers they bitting my melodies

All in my pockets they tryna go sound like Lil Sed

Bitches been tryna come fuck 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