Cross Me
Money Man Lyrics
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She the baddest I done ever hit
This the strongest pack I ever bought
This the fastest car I ever drove
I be havin' racks online, I got million-dollar schemes
I got Chrome Heart jeans and a Ruger with the beam, yeah
Vegan, nigga, I don't eat no wings
Bae ridin' with me just to roll my weed
Was a young thug like Gotit and Keed
Foreign car crank up, it ain't got keys
A1 'Za buds, they ain't got seeds
I just caught a play in a VLONE tee
Straight to the source, can't middle-man me
She ain't even charge, I just hit the bitch free
Eight to seven racks on me, all of 'em free
Couple BINs on me, check the fake ID
LV belt and a plain white tee
Bitches hatin' on the kid, they wanna crucify me
I tapped out, wasn't satisfyin' me
You ain't gotta fake it, don't pacify me
If you ever try me, that's an R.I.P.
I thought you loved me
I thought you fucked with me
You tried to cross me
You tried to off me
Black lives matter, so I'm burnin' Black Runtz
Trap still jumpin', made fifty this month
Big bag chillin' while I'm stuffin' my blunt
Big boy mansion, three whips in the front
My dawg just died, so we goin' on a hunt
Nigga gon' shoot, we ain't shootin' no one
Collectin' our straps, we ain't sellin' no gun
Workin' all day, we ain't havin' no fun
Weed fast, nigga, gotta clear out my lungs
Heard he was tellin', gotta cut out his tongue
Go and get a bag, these niggas just bums
Ridin' 'round the city with a hundred-round drum
Bitch-ass nigga, quit poppin' your gums
I just did an IJ for a hundred-and-some K
Eatin' every fuckin' day like a fuckin' entrée, yeah
Fifty-five racks in a Goyard bag
Put it on ice, you done made the opps mad
Finessed me a nigga, oops, my bad
Pull up to the set in a Cadillac truck
With a Glock .9 tucked, gotta make these bucks
These rap niggas suck, if it's slumped, then it's up
She just want it hard 'cause she like it real rough
Old-school OG smell like must
Get to the money, yeah, nigga, I must
Cheap .38 and the handle got rust
Everything turn gold that I touch
I thought you loved me
I thought you fucked with me
You tried to cross me
You tried to off me
Black lives matter, so I'm burnin' black Runtz
Trap still jumpin', made fifty this month
Big bag chillin' while I'm stuffin' my blunt
Big boy mansion, three whips in the front
My dawg just died, so we goin' on a hunt
Nigga gon' shoot, we ain't shootin' no one
Collectin' our straps, we ain't sellin' no gun
Workin' all day, we ain't havin' no fun
Weed fast, nigga, gotta clear out my lungs
Heard he was tellin', gotta cut out his tongue
Go and get a bag, these niggas just bums
Ridin' 'round the city with a hundred-round drum
Bitch-ass nigga, quit poppin' your gums
In "Cross Me" by Money Man, the rapper shares his pride in his accomplishments and personal possessions. He claims that this is his strongest pack of marijuana, his fastest car, and the hardest tape he's ever released. Money Man boasts about his lifestyle, including his million-dollar schemes and his designer Chrome Heart jeans. He also mentions his vegan diet and his preference for smoking weed, with his girlfriend riding alongside to roll his joints. He compares himself to basketball player Joel Embiid, as he yams on his enemies just like Embiid does on the court. Money Man warns anyone not to cross him, or they will face the consequences.
In the chorus of the song, Money Man expresses his disappointment in someone who he believed loved him and was loyal to him, but they turned out to be disloyal and tried to cross him. The rapper alludes to the Black Lives Matter movement, mentioning that he is smoking Black Runtz in honor of it. He states that his trap is still jumping, and he has made fifty thousand dollars in a month. However, the loss of his friend has put him on a mission to avenge his death. He emphasizes that they will not shoot anyone unless they are provoked, and they are not selling their guns. Money Man continues to portray his material and financial success throughout the song, mentioning the Goyard bag with fifty-five thousand dollars in it and boasting about his touch turning everything into gold.
In the song "Cross Me," Money Man paints a picture of the lavish lifestyle he leads due to his wealth and success in the music industry. He uses vivid imagery to describe his designer possessions, from his Chrome Heart jeans to his LV belt. Money Man also speaks to the challenges that come with the territory, including losing friends and enemies trying to cross him. Overall, this song celebrates Money Man's success and warns anyone who dares to cross him.
Line by Line Meaning
This the hardest tape I ever dropped
This is the most difficult and intense music project I have ever released
She the baddest I done ever hit
She is the most attractive and seductive woman I have ever slept with
This the strongest pack I ever bought
This is the most potent and effective marijuana product I have ever purchased
This the fastest car I ever drove
This is the quickest and most high-performance automobile I have ever operated
I be havin' racks online, I got million-dollar schemes
I have a large amount of money through online sales and lucrative business plans
I got Chrome Heart jeans and a Ruger with the beam, yeah
I own expensive designer clothing and a firearm with a laser sight
Vegan, nigga, I don't eat no wings
I am a vegan who does not consume chicken wings
Bae ridin' with me just to roll my weed
My significant other accompanies me solely to prepare and smoke marijuana
Yammin' on niggas like Joel Embiid
I am dominating others with great power and skill, similar to basketball player Joel Embiid
Was a young thug like Gotit and Keed
I used to be a young, rebellious criminal like rappers Lil Gotit and Lil Keed
Foreign car crank up, it ain't got keys
My imported vehicle starts without a traditional key ignition
A1 'Za buds, they ain't got seeds
The high-quality marijuana buds I have do not contain seeds
I just caught a play in a VLONE tee
I just executed a profitable deal while wearing clothing by fashion brand VLONE
Straight to the source, can't middle-man me
I go directly to the origin of products or services to avoid intermediaries
She ain't even charge, I just hit the bitch free
She did not demand payment, I had sex with her for free
Eight to seven racks on me, all of 'em free
I have tens of thousands of dollars in cash on me, and none of it was earned through traditional work
Couple BINs on me, check the fake ID
I have a couple of debit cards on me, be sure to check my fake identification card
LV belt and a plain white tee
I am wearing a high-end Louis Vuitton belt and a simple, unbranded white T-shirt
Bitches hatin' on the kid, they wanna crucify me
Women are expressing dislike towards me and wishing to punish me severely
I tapped out, wasn't satisfyin' me
I stopped participating in a certain activity because it was not fulfilling my needs or desires
You ain't gotta fake it, don't pacify me
You do not need to pretend or placate me
If you ever try me, that's an R.I.P.
If you ever test or disrespect me, it will result in your death
Black lives matter, so I'm burnin' Black Runtz
As a supporter of the Black Lives Matter movement, I am smoking marijuana of the strain Black Runtz
Trap still jumpin', made fifty this month
My drug dealing business is still highly successful, making me fifty thousand dollars this month
Big bag chillin' while I'm stuffin' my blunt
I am relaxing with a large amount of cash while rolling marijuana cigarettes
Big boy mansion, three whips in the front
I reside in a large, impressive home with three luxury cars parked in front
My dawg just died, so we goin' on a hunt
My close friend recently passed away, so we are seeking revenge
Nigga gon' shoot, we ain't shootin' no one
Someone on my team is willing to use a gun, but we do not plan on killing anyone
Collectin' our straps, we ain't sellin' no gun
We are obtaining our weapons and not planning on selling them
Workin' all day, we ain't havin' no fun
We are working hard all day and not enjoying ourselves
Weed fast, nigga, gotta clear out my lungs
I am smoking marijuana frequently and need to clear my lungs of its effects
Heard he was tellin', gotta cut out his tongue
I heard that someone has been talking about me, and I plan to punish them in a severe manner
Go and get a bag, these niggas just bums
I am acquiring financial success while others are lacking and unsuccessful
Ridin' 'round the city with a hundred-round drum
I am driving around with a large, fully-loaded gun magazine
Bitch-ass nigga, quit poppin' your gums
Stop talking so much and acting tough, cowardly person
I just did an IJ for a hundred-and-some K
I just completed an illegal deal and made over one hundred thousand dollars
Eatin' every fuckin' day like a fuckin' entrée, yeah
I am able to consume food every day and treat it like a main course meal
Fifty-five racks in a Goyard bag
I have fifty-five thousand dollars stored in a designer Goyard bag
Put it on ice, you done made the opps mad
I am securing my money and the opposition is envious and angry
Finessed me a nigga, oops, my bad
I successfully tricked someone out of their money or goods, possibly feeling guilty about it
Pull up to the set in a Cadillac truck
I arrive at my destination in a luxurious Cadillac truck
With a Glock .9 tucked, gotta make these bucks
I carry a Glock .9 firearm with me to protect myself and continue making money
These rap niggas suck, if it's slumped, then it's up
I dislike other rappers and believe rivaling with them will result in success
She just want it hard 'cause she like it real rough
A woman desires rough and aggressive sexual activity
Old-school OG smell like must
An older, experienced individual has a strong odor of musk
Get to the money, yeah, nigga, I must
I need to continue making money, it is necessary
Cheap .38 and the handle got rust
I own an inexpensive .38 caliber firearm with a rusty handle
Everything turn gold that I touch
Everything I come into contact with results in success or prosperity
I thought you loved me
I believed that you harbored positive feelings towards me
I thought you fucked with me
I believed that you had loyalty and support towards me
You tried to cross me
You attempted to betray or deceive me
You tried to off me
You tried to kill me
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Tysen Jay Boulding
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@calleroy2542
I cant stop listening to this man. He goes so hard
@woposkully9758
he need a grammy for being most slept on
@rommellfox4110
Mann what
@chiantil.motley3308
I’m sayin. To this day
@Jocdadondada
Stg
@doctormudbone4432
Facts
@Xan-zt5fn
Man
@showmethemoney6551
Hardest shit in decades
@businessaccount1392
Definitely hear the growth money man you one of the realest fa shit sho shout out from Texas
@darthsoureagle9114
#3rdward Tx