sh*t to Say lyrics
by Jay Critch
[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 lick, 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 butter 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
pus*y 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 di*k, 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 lick, 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