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raincoats - jay critch lyrics

[intro: jay critch]
ayy
hood fav (i see a whole lot of)
yeah (playin’ both sides and weird sh*t goin’ on)
uh (l*boy)
(backstabbin’ and fake sh*t, shame on y’all n*ggas, man)
ayy

[chorus: jay critch]
if you don’t hustle, then it’s shame on you (shame on you)
uh, lit up my block like i had flamethrowers (hey)
uh, these n*ggas snakes, ain’t got no shame on it
uh, thirty shots, they got a hangover (thirty)
uh, don’t violate, it could be game over
my ho just shed so many tears, you need raincoats
n*ggas go heat up, then they start actin’ like it can’t snow
they was goin’ for anything, i’m like, “i can’t go”
[verse 1: jay critch]
i forgot where i was at, just some sh*t that they can’t go (no)
louis on me, i remember havin’ plain clothes (yeah)
and i was duckin’ undercovers, yeah, the plainclothes (jugg)
sip that purple, we got pints in of that plain though (lean)
money come in colors and it stretch just like play*doh (racks)
i really wanna hit some juggs and have to lay low (jugg)
i cannot ride ’round on no bike just like i’m j. cole (no)
and i ain’t dissin’, i’m just saying, gotta stay low (grrah)
all that cryin’ all the time, you better know your blessings (better know your blessings)
money talkin’ and you heard, but you ain’t know the message (you ain’t know it)
plottin’ on that bankroll, i was overstressing (overstressing)
i can’t build these b*tches up ’cause they might go against it (in my phone)
and the way we livin’, need to show a fifty
i make this soda pretty when i add some drank to it (drank)
every city, every show, i brought that gang to it (gang)
they fallin’ off the bandwagon, tryna hang to it (goofy)
long live all my brothers, i got angels (nico world)
n*ggas tryna finesse they bros, that sh*t shameful (that’s a shame)
hood fav put on a show, it’s just like cable (hood fav)
lot of backs is turnin’ on me, so they tables (tables turn, hey)

[chorus: jay critch]
if you don’t hustle, then it’s shame on you (shame on you)
uh, lit up my block like i had flamethrowers (hood fav)
uh, these n*ggas snakes, ain’t got no shame on it (n*ggas snakes)
uh, thirty shots, they got a hangover (thirty, buh)
uh, don’t violate, it could be game over (violate)
my ho just shed so many tears, you need raincoats (raincoats)
n*ggas go heat up, then they start actin’ like it can’t snow (can’t snow)
they was goin’ for anything, i’m like, “i can’t go” (can’t go)
[verse 2: baby money]
huh, i was sittin’ in that cell, i’m like, “i can’t fold”
servin’ n*ggas in the snow like it ain’t cold
know a b*tch’ll never love me, they just play roles
yeah, a n*gga paid in full, but my ace gone
i had to stay strong, short time, pape’ long
he lived off that headshot, now his face sewed
we put some work on that n*gga, now the case closed
my only goal when i leave is to make it home
i never take a loan, four rollies, take the throne
me and cuz black and blue, we just caught eighty phones
a mill’ in with amiri, used to play in joes
he ain’t wanna let me eat, i had to the roll

- jay critch lyrics

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