Younginyp - Crossroads Lyrics

Its YP and this for all my niggas gone gone gone gone gone
I'm smoking stroooooong "gang"
Look
Murda 1 first degree RIP to my nigga 23
Pistol whip niggas till they was sleep
And you know Darrius living through me
Crossroads next time we gone meet
Hood legends and you know we ain't squashing no beef
I'm 17 done lost to many bros to the streets
F*ck wit Beecher never droppin my B's
Get back gang put you on a tee
RIP lil gabe
Lost mo n***** then my age
Seen all my n***** front page
Taking this shit day by day
Reminiscing all my n***** looking at all they pictures (pictures)
Gone kill all they killas ask lord for forgiveness (giveness)
Smoking swishers (swishers) keep the pistols (pistols)
Shit get wicked (wicked) this the real life tilted
Always gotta keep one in the glizzy
Especially when im in the flizzy
Cause you know i got niggas wanna kill me
Ain't scared la famil get busy
Rip Lerio it wasn't no hoe in yo bones
Cant believe my nigga gone
Just hit keydreec on the phone
Lil mike tell me all the time its Matt World cant forget
Remember when DJ got hit he was in ATL wit a bitch
In Killa City shoot to the 20's get high wit my nigga Gary
Kris D lost 2 of his bros went copped him a drac Flint Town get scary
An everytime we lose somebody we gone up the cuttas
All my niggas know ain't got nun but love for em
Don't tote these straps for nothin 2 shooters the Jordan brothas
And I know they family they mother she like my mother
Timmy D dam I miss you cuz
You always threw up da C f*ck wit me even doe I was Blood
For you I got real love, that's why I tote this gun
We was always outside wit no sun I really came from the slums
Always think about Lil Jalen neva seen Mali cry so hard
You was only 16 ran ova you after you got shot we took it hard
An when Souf died I couldn't even cry he was a hood superstar
This shit ain't fabricated these is real life hood scars
Dam I miss Big Ken ain't live to see 26
Gone forever keep yo name lit, niggas know you was out here shooting shit
Stacks really in the field, hope chest make it to the NFL
For Mali imma take a shell, F*ck that boi he gone die fr (BANG)
Praying for my nigga Santi he been fighting cancer
He still a shoot to lancing he need all of his diamonds dancing
24 and Martelle use to laugh and crack jokes all the time
Until Renzo died now they hardly smile
They both out the way always told em hold yo head high
Its hard to say goodbye (goodbye) to niggas I knew since I was five (5)
Morrow boys neva changed on me that's no lie
Hooks use to get me high, RIP J-Lay that was my guy
Dreams of flying on G5 10 years later you in the sky
Tears from my eyes don't fall no mo bro and I don't know why
Greasy could shoot the dice Key Dreec 14 he gone shoot the nine
Free Chan an Meech them my big bros tell em it's 1 up all the time
They hit Lil Jalen while he was walking home that shit replay in my mind
Lil Mali still popping out at da ops like he don't know how to stay inside
Lil Mexico my shorty fr knew brodie was gone survive
Me and Delon was copping .7 from T that was my slime
T a never tell that's my bro for life he a buss a shell
Shout out my nigga Gilly Gill murder mitten nigga as well
Shout out my momma dukes realest person in my crew
Marcus and Dre was on O'toole back when D'black was bool bool
And im just wit my nigga luck aye rolling up we tryna get big bucks aye
Came to the city told big bro TURN ME UP yea TURN ME UP