Crossed Out Video (MV)

Run these trenches 4real
Had to sleep on the curb
Moved away from the Ville
Now I live in the burbs
No I don't got a deal
They not shopping for beatz
I stop cryin bout the shit
Beat my feet in these streets
Clothes look a lil better
Kno my freaks really neat
Issa option if I watch a flick beat up my meet
Nigga's be cuffin these Thots
I don't pay it no mind
Once I cuffed snorter
So the hood strip me of mine
I ain't telling no lies
This right here is my life
I go to church every Sunday but
Run the streets every night
Yea I Kno it ain't right
But that's what it's gotta be
Jesus feed em fish & bread
But he ain't feeding me
N my pockets on E
I was just tryna eat
Bare face w a possession of a AR15
I saw my face on the news I swea I couldn't believe
Felt like I was set up
But the shit couldn't be
Co Defident went to trial
But they still ain't get me

So impatient I ain't got no time waist
Touching different states and switching interstates
No with a pockets full of drugs
And I can't show nobody love
Nigga's wanting me to fall everyday
So I pray before I lay & by the way
Kno I keep a heater tucked
I can't show nobody love
Cause I'm just tryna run it up

So you answering my calls now
Secretly wishing that I fall down
Make me not even wanna ball now
The quickest way nigga's crossed out
So you answering my calls now
Secretly wishing that I fall down
Make me not even wanna ball now
The quickest way nigga's crossed out