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jay critch - shit to say lyrics

[intro]
(okaykhan, let’s do it now)
i don’t know, like
this beat make me feel young and broke again, like, you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout, slayter? like
i feel young and hungry, motivated again, like
know what i’m sayin’? like that young n+gga on the block and sh+t
nothin’ in his pockets and sh+t, like
sh+t like that
let’s get it then
ayy (ayy, hey)
[chorus]
the sh+t we did was never for no children, i really used to go out on a field trip just to hit a stain
i started school like, “sh+t, i need some millions,” but i was just with snoop up in the building settin’ up some plays
so i dropped out, sh+t, now i’m on the wave
popped out, went and hit a l!ck, now i’m gettin’ paid
i’m walkin’ ’round with extra loot, i don’t know what i made
i spеnt that bread up on the stu’, i had some sh+t to say

[verse]
and i was poppin’ all thеm blues, i’m goin’ through a phase
they say, “get your change, my n+gga, but just don’t let it change you”
n+gga, i was buggin’ before, how could i stay the same?
you supposed to go get your money, then try to upgrade it
n+ggas want me to lose, they gon’ look dumb waitin’
but my haters dumb patient, them n+ggas don’t never quit
and they never gettin’ chips (never)
they don’t got no benefits (f+ck ’em)
just leave it on the ‘gram, sh+t, toolie put an end to it (grrah)
money never endin’ now
hidin’ from the broke hoes ’cause these b+tches spendin’ it
never be to generous
and the b+tter loaf on me like i’m with entenmann’s
the bag spend a lot of time, i’m really good friends with it
i’m hood, but i’m a gentleman
i’m made to get rich, it look good on me, i blend to it
i’m meant for this (i’m meant for this)
even if i never made a hit, i’d still be gettin’ it
and talkin’ ’bout a hit, if you a threat, then i’ll be sendin’ it, he gone
it’s funny ’cause they used to be around, now they gone
diamonds dancin’ all around, they perform
n+ggas down on the score
shooters spin around and perform
p+ssy had to change up his squad, he ain’t knowin’ what we on
i’m on tour, know i’m bringin’ all the arms
fifty racks like a chicken parmesan
smokin’ loud, this sh+t ringin’ like alarms
ayy, and that clip, i got it on
uh, pull up in that drip and she like, “sh+t, you got it on”
she be askin’ for the d+ck, i put it on her
if she get to askin’ for some sh+t, then she a goner
when i spend a check, i need a new one by the morning
‘fore we went to school, was in the trap on early mornings (hood fav)
[chorus]
the sh+t we did was never for no children, i really used to go out on a field trip just to hit a stain
i started school like, “sh+t, i need some millions,” but i was just with snoop up in the building settin’ up some plays
so i dropped out, sh+t, now i’m on the wave
popped out, went and hit a l!ck, now i’m gettin’ paid
i’m walkin’ ’round with extra loot, i don’t know what i made
i spent that bread up on the stu’, i had some sh+t to say

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