Critical Lyrics

Critical

Critical

Critical

Critical, Critical

Critical, yeah Critical

The way they left and disrespect me that was pitiful

Yeah, uh pitiful

Then you turn around and you try to have me ridiculed

Why these niggas bored? dont want no money they in a different mood

Stepping on my toes, you not my bro now I need different shoes

Critical critical this shit critical

Critical critical that shit critical

Ima need like three cars for the carrier

I've been swapping my fiat for Ethereum

And they mad I can't keep going out my way but I had carried them

If I was you, and you was me I know you would have buried him

I was still on my grind I had wore Perry Ellis

Going through the motions I had smoked until my fingers yellow

Turning your back on me, in fact you took that pic together

And I was so broken, I couldn't focus got my shit together

And why you choking on your words? You better say something better

Bitch keep talking about her birth sign, thats nothing clever

Why you prefer all the fur? I would have done the leather

Bitches turn into a bird when it comes to cheddar

And that broke nigga he ride on pedals

Big fan of me, so he know that im that guy forever

I told him come see me, you in my DMs but if you pop up better

Im taking it easy on your stupid ass cause you dont know better

Talking about money but where its at? Cause I ain't seen no cheddar

I dont need to explain much

Im still selling the same stuff

So I ain't never really change much nigga and its

Critical, yeah Critical

The way they left and disrespect me that was pitiful

Yeah, uh pitiful

Then you turn around and you try to have me ridiculed

Why these niggas bored? dont want no money they in a different mood

Stepping on my toes, you not my bro now I need different shoes

Critical critical this shit critical

Critical critical that shit critical

Yeah, uh the realness

Why this nigga talk out his neck? I got a kill switch

Took a left and lost my respect acting like children

Its critical

I gotta stunt with my residuals

Never asked for nothing I always been a individual

Ain't nothing got made for a nigga like me, so I had to bend the rules

Thug shit I been into, blood on my tennis shoes

Wasn't at the club boy I had money I admitted to

On the weed maps, that was my business boy is you dumb or stupid

They can't see that

They can't see that

I need my peace back

Now when they tell me that they love me I say fuck it better keep that

Don't even text me anytime I get your message I delete that

You was right there on your kneecaps

Thinking I can't peep that, its your little secret

Critical, yeah Critical

The way they left and disrespect me that was pitiful

Yeah, uh pitiful

Then you turn around and you try to have me ridiculed

Why these niggas bored? dont want no money they in a different mood

Stepping on my toes, you not my bro now I need different shoes

Critical critical this shit critical

Critical critical that shit critical