Cross-Trainers (Explicit) - Pac Div

I got my cross-trainers on motherf**ker I run sh*t

All I do is rap make dough for the dumb sh*t

The return of that 808 trunk hit

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton GO

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton

You be on that f**k sh*t I'm tryin' to make bucks quick

Don't talk to me if money ain't the subject

93's laced up we about to run sh*t

Mibbs right beside me BeYoung got the blunt lit

Shawn on the cut Swiff D on the drum kits

Standin' on your table with a bottle and a drunk b**ch

Fallin' all over spillin' drinks tryin' to tongue kiss

Money over hoes so you know I ain't the one Miss

Take her home make her moan and when I get done: (Switch )

Pass her off like a basketball

Stay with dimes I'm like Nash to y'all

My living room look like a casting call

Don't be bringing hoes where ( ) are

A sweet talkin' ni**a ask your mom

My ni**a that's your squad

We treat line-ups like that's Lebron

Push backwards like the bush whackers

We ain't just kush rappers - we max it out like FootAction

I got my cross-trainers on motherf**ker I run sh*t

All I do is rap make dough for the dumb sh*t

The return of that 808 trunk hit

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton GO

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton

Ni**a hand over fist bring some cash in this b**ch

Y'all niggas picture near puttin' swag in your spliffs

My niggas cop the 7 just to laugh at the 6

Like "ni**a do you know how much a** I'mma get "

Wrote a plan out let's dip we can market and sing

Put that cash in a stash save that part for the rent

Only way niggas swingin' is to target the fence

That's why everything we're singing hit the target like Prince man

I'm talkin' vanity and "Can it be "'s

Stickin' to the strategy how simple can it be

Niggas comin' home we gon' put them on the salary

Niggas think they cold 'til we push our sh*t to Calgary

Yea you're who-blah and your shoe rot

You're too shy to be Rah Rah your due ska

You're new job from Calgary to the new spot

Threw that 2pac on but couldn't ride like we used 'ta

Used up you're new guy's shoe size

Drew ties never move pies move lines

She do lines why we shoot rhymes shoo fly

Don't bother the father just let me do mine

I got my cross-trainers on motherf**ker I run sh*t

All I do is rap make dough for the dumb sh*t

The return of that 808 trunk hit

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton GO

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton

It's notorious peep it

Y'all niggas is Victoria's Secret

Soft as Mom's lingerie

It's a man's world boy put the pom-poms away

It's only right we got our palms on LA

Cause if Pac was alive you'd get bombed on today

Bombs bombs away like 'Bron 'Bron and Wade

We been had next now it's our time to play ni**a

Your false prophets will never jump in my pockets

You're poppin' your gums and I'm poppin' your optics

Optimus Prime when I'm done

And the topic of music is me

And the logic is usually

You should stop in and grab a degree

In the science of how to emcee

And I'm watchin' the critic critique

When I'm climbing the valleys and peaks

And aligning myself

While I'm riding Orion's belt

In the street and defiling this beat

As a dead b**ch that lay at my feet

This is King sh*t

I got my cross-trainers on motherf**ker I run sh*t

All I do is rap make dough for the dumb sh*t

The return of that 808 trunk hit

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton GO

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet (go )

Cross trainers on my motherf**kin' feet

Cash in my palm I'mma pass the baton