Go 2 Hell - Jay Critch

I’m from the bottom, so I’ve seen this shit

They ain’t really think I’d make it and I mean this shit

Damn, I ain’t really with that fighting my demons shit

I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live

She told me, «Go to Hell»

'Cause she caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel

Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails

Fuck it, then I’m back up on my shit, I might as well

Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields

Brodie just came home, he out there thugging, yeah, still

'Member I had zero, need a hundred damn mill'

Niggas want some damn grills

In my city, niggas spin and do it for the damn thrill

Get the chicken, but I’m hungry like I’m missing damn meals

Brodie scoring off the trap, he got hand in hand skills

They ain’t scoring off the raps 'cause we know it ain’t real

Niggas hanging 'round rats, how I know he won’t squeal?

And I’m signed up, fuck a deal

Uh, strapped up, Navy SEAL

Niggas bugging off pills

Uh, act up and get peeled

Uh, this money’ll get you killed, I swear that I’ve seen this shit

I wanna be rich, I swear that these niggas just wanna be seen and shit

Get the new whip right off of the lot, right out of the dealership

I’m making them feel this shit

These niggas be weird and shit

These niggas be lame

It’s our game, nigga, we got bank

Bad bitch brown, but her inside pink

He get the bag and he start to change

He come around, gotta tuck his chains

I’m from the bottom, so I’ve seen this shit

They ain’t really think I’d make it and I mean this shit

Damn, I ain’t really with that fighting my demons shit

I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live

She told me, «Go to Hell»

'Cause she caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel

Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails

Fuck it, then I’m back up on my shit, I might as well

Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields

Double cup, I’m pouring seals

If it’s up, it’s on the ceiling, niggas spin until you killed

She was everything to you, but to me, she just a kill

Nigga, where the fuck was you?

Mommy couldn’t pay her bills

All that talking, we ain’t into that, niggas loud in that Prius

All that hate come from the internet, it’s smiles when they see us

Hood Fav, niggas know it from the towns overseas

And she smiling when she see me, now she down on her knees

Loud Cannatique, I got pounds of this weed

She got ass in her jeans and she bounce it for me

I’m in London, walking with a lot of pounds in my jeans

I be thinking like, «Is she gon' hold it down for the team?»

Nah, she not

Niggas infiltrating like cops

Where I’m from, they only send shots

All them niggas know is bend blocks

More money, getting more chops

I gotta take this shit up to the top

I was hurting 'cause my pockets was popped

I run it up, but it’s not gonna stop

Had a nightmare I was stuck on the block

I’m from the bottom, so I’ve seen this shit

They ain’t really think I’d make it and I mean this shit

Damn, I ain’t really with that fighting my demons shit

I just grab the chopper, 'bout to go right where my demons live

She told me, «Go to Hell»

'Cause she caught me fucking on a bitch at the hotel

Should have never paid for all them wigs and all them nails

Fuck it, then I’m back up on my shit, I might as well

Uh, I was young and I was out there jugging in the fields