Go 2 Hell Jay Critch

[Intro]
(Ronny J, what's up, man?)

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
Brodie just came home, he out there thugging, yeah, still
'Member I had zеro, need a hundred damn mill'
Niggas want some damn grills
In my city, niggas spin and do it for the damn thrill
Gеt 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