Jay Critch - Green Light lyrics

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Jay Critch - Green Light lyrics

[Intro] Is that Hey [Chorus] 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 ni**as got ‘em Won’t see his son again Toolie on me ‘cuz I gotta see the sun again These ni**as be frauding we ain’t one of them She with showers not like her other man [Verse] These ni**as want problems then what’s up with them Lotta cheese no government I could blow her back and thеn 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 (brokе boy) Young ni**a finessing had to go get his bucks up I done seen these b*tches do it all I can’t trust her I done seen some ni**as lose it all that sh*t fu*ked 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 ni**as slow and I ain’t stopping seeing green lights Beam up on that Glock last thing he saw was just the green light fu*k the police they don’t care unless they see white Money cleaner than a quarantine wipe Get it out the mud b*tch 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 fu*k with no lame b*tches I swear I hate all of them Police tryna hang ni**as that’s why I hate all of them [Chorus] 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 ni**as got ‘em Won’t see his son again Toolie on me ‘cuz I gotta see the sun again These ni**as be frauding we ain’t one of them She with showers not like her other man