BabyFace T - Cross That Line (feat. Gucci Mane) Lyrics

Don't you step cross that line
It may cost you your life
Gucci
Don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
How he kill your brother and he's still f*ckin' livin'?
And you woofin' on the net like you still spinnin'
It's your move, the clock is tickin'
Yeah, you finna get checked?
Or you stayin' on business?
You goin' broke, stackin' them riches?
Slidin' that block with the quickness
Go get the witness
Yeah, you bet not cross that line, this the money side you broke
I can see you through the smoke mirrors with the infrared you scoped
So no question, I'm Jimmy Johnson
If that car get out behind me
Switchin' off those lights, goin' ghost
Take the right, it's hard to find me
Take her on a date
She said, "T your diamonds blindin'"
Sorry baby, you on the winning side
That's just our timin'
I'm a CEO
Baby, I'll make the label sign to me
Mine and Gucci jeans
Got the pockets that run deep
Rob me
I wanna see blood
Now you just can't give it back
Catch him Tie him up and make him
Leak a drop for every rack
Don't you step cross that line
It may cost you your life
Pool of bad bitches Young niggas and G's
My enemies be on my dick
They look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend
Then why she leavin' with me
We ain't dated but a week, but still she gave me a key
I sell your homeboy a picture of a gram or a three
I told him, count them bands up I got it sell me a key
And even though you see me on MTV
Jam of the week
I got the stupidest rich game a nigga ever did see
I got that kangaroo money
Bout to jump out my jeans
I count a hundred thousand dollars
That was just in my teens
NBA money nigga
This just one of my rings
You say your nigga getting money
That ain't no money to me
Don't cross that line
Don't cross that line