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Jay Critch

Green Light

 

Green Light

(album: Critch Tape - 2021)


Is that
Hey

I ran up the money I found better ways
Crazy how they treat you when you came from the bottom
Seen his brodie just the other day
Then he got the phone call that them niggas got 'em
Won't see his son again
Toolie on me 'cuz I gotta see the sun again
These niggas be frauding we ain't one of them
She with showers not like her other man

These niggas want problems then what's up with them
Lotta cheese no government
I could blow her back and then I'm up again
Sleeping off the drank but then I'm up again
Think you running down and then I'm up in it (broke boy)
Young nigga finessing had to go get his bucks up
I done seen these bitches do it all I can't trust her
I done seen some niggas lose it all that shit fucked up
And I need that dough mamma raised a real hustler
'Bouta get that milli get the team right
In the V like, man you niggas slow and I ain't stopping seeing green lights
Beam up on that Glock last thing he saw was just the green light
Fuck the police they don't care unless they see white
Money cleaner than a quarantine wipe
Get it out the mud bitch this the street life
Push me in the mud I said I need ice
So I could pour it up
They could never keep up so they always tryna slow us up
Quiet when we dying but they crying when we stolen some'
I don't see nobody swear I never even noticed them
Chopper got a loaded drum
I got shots for all of them
And it ain't no one-on-ones
Gang with me I came out with all of them
Can't fuck with no lame bitches I swear I hate all of them
Police tryna hang niggas that's why I hate all of them

I ran up the money I found better ways
Crazy how they treat you when you came from the bottom
Seen his brodie just the other day
Then they got the phone call that them niggas got 'em
Won't see his son again
Toolie on me 'cuz I gotta see the sun again
These niggas be frauding we ain't one of them
She with showers not like her other man

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