Jokriss - Is It A Crime Lyrics

Crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime

Money on my mind money making
On this paper chase ain't no time to wasting
More money baking
More Nikkas faking
Back talking on a G
Man I hope you face me
I could see they straight pus
Flick my tongue and taste it
Jo Krizzy from the block
New York the statement
And I'm grinding so I'm gon get it
Man I'm stuck up in this race n I'm gon finish
Yeah More money till it's more millions
Tryna roll my paper up till them gold ceilings
Homicide on my block with some cold killings
Murder rate homicide ain't no love in it
Get paper I'm tryna get money get my weight up
And I don't really care about a later
I'm tryna finish now I ain't tryna do no favors
If I tell my shawty wait
Then she gotta see me later
Pussy on my mind while I'm dealing with some haters
I'm just grinding all the time it's too easy like a lay up
She's always on my mind but my money make me better
Like a L.A niggas chili like a New York niggas cheddar
Straight tripping L.A shawty had me straight tripping
A nigga even felt like he was slipping
I told her over text what a nigga really thinking
That I bust up in that thang raw dog a nigga tripping damn

Crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime

Like J kiss said i never be the brother to front
I be in LA wearing any colors I want
If you're feeling frog Homie I suggest you go jump
More money less space is the problems I want you know I get straight to it like the first of the month
And ignore that dumb shit like a bitch I don't want
Man believe me shawty I got this money in lumps
Bout to give out awards to these actors and such
Cheers cheers clap clap give applause if u want
Jay Chris put hands on anyone of u chumps
Man they see competition all I'm seeing is lunch
Dirty flow south Jo I'm just cleaning it up
Yea it's money over everything I'm tatting it up
So when I'm pipping up my shawty it's even over my nut
It's mo money mo problems I'm so Brooklyn what's up
I call shawty my cali she say New York what's up
She say I be playing games cuz I ain't hitting her up
And now I'm here feeling stuck
Because I'm hitting her up
She hits me back like what's up I tell her what's up with what
I'm spazzing out on my text she said I'm pressing my luck
Arguing back and forward it's like we both giving up
Only silence is speaking and I'm too far for a f*ck
I'll keep G where I'm at
She'll keep it G if she wants
Shawty stuck in my head
An the chorus brings it back up

Crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime
Is it a crime