Criticism? (feat. Tray Kapone, Greg South & Joshua Gunn)

Greg South, Joshua Gunn, Mekaeel Byrd, Tray Kapone

I'm who they talking about
But they mumble those words
Like a gun in they mouth
They see me
They stop and they stare
Then go turning away
Like a gps reroute
Straight from the bottom
Then made it out
Like a seed in the ground
When it start to sprout
Dead or alive
Ain't gon stopem from talking
So I'm gonna continue
To help em out
That's life and it is what it is
You only get one life to live
One life to live
One life to live
Only stay young a few years
So fuck all that living in fear
But
I'm never careless
Where I'm resting
Keep it next to me like a night stand
And It's locked and loaded
Like the state pen
Let it freedom ring
If he march in
Night sights
And a strobe light
Cause I made a couple alterations
Protect my family
By any means
If it's threats in verbal altercations
I focus attention
On seeking millions
And say fuck yo opinion
That's how it goes
Stop wasting yo time
Criticizing my grind
Cause jealousy
Known to stunt
Money growth
No I don't give you no energy
All of that talking you do
Can't get rid of me
Nope
Men lie
Women lie
So why give a fuck when you decide
To criticize
No I don't give you no energy
All of that talking you do
Can't get rid of me
Nope
Men lie
Women lie
So why give a fuck when you decide
To criticize
Emmmmm

Haters gonna keep on hatin'
Them fake nighas keep on faking
They don't wanna see us make it
They don't wanna see us make it
I got some nighas that's enemies
I know some people that envy me
Still in these streets
I don't wanna be
But I gotta break bread
For my family
Gotta grind
Keep on trying
I'm tired of these bitches they lying
I'm tired of these nighas they crying
I'm tired of these nighas they crying
They criticizing
Throwing dirt on my name
They don't wanna see us
Make it to fame
Feds hot
Tryna lock us away
The system what us
In them shackles and chains

Woo
Don't give a fuck bout these nighas
These haters
These snitches
These bitches
These bitches
I'm into counting
That money
Them profits
Them bands
Residuals
Them digits
Men lie
Women lie
Can't decide
Two five two
Add it up from nine
Pick a side
We gone slide
We gone ride
Fuck nigha talking that bullshyt
Knowing damn well
We don't play that
We don't play that
Ima keep talking that gang shyt
Even when I'm riding in a maybach
Don't give no fuck
All that bitch shyt nigha
Talking is shook
Everyday hustle
This shyt ain't no luck
Five and the four I be throwing it up
I with the g's
I'm with the mob
You don't want smoke
You want the fog
Smoking that backwood
That bitch like a log
Calling my phone
And the feds on the horn
I'm the smarter bigger nigha
In charge
We making moves
Come get involve
Got yo main bitch
And she sucking me off
I don't give a fuck
Treat that bitch like a dog
We got that dog if you want it
If you want it
We got those bricks going for 200
For 200
I'm wit my bros ain't no homies
They say I shot a couple nighas
Now they got me wanted
Emmmmm

Haters gonna keep on hatin'
Them fake nighas keep on faking
They don't wanna see us make it
They don't wanna see us make it
I got some nighas that's enemies
I know some people that envy me
Still in these streets
I don't wanna be
But I gotta break bread
For my family

Uh uh
I ain't no trapper
But I can relate
My verses is sick
And each word is a brick
And I movem
From state into state
Move
This for my partners
In fed in the state
Just hold yo hurry
To lesson the day
When you realize
The whole system a trap
When you black in this country
Just different cage
Chasing the change
They lock us in chains
Ironic
We got it and coped us a chain
The hate that you gave me and pac
Is the same
They told you we're slave
We not
We are kings
King shit
So don't lettem wash it away
They envy your genius
And how you can make
That something from nothing
The blood and the hustle
So go get your money
And stunt in they face
Crown on
Different time zones
Still grind strong
Cause my bills due
Get yo mind blown
If you eyeing wrong
Made us all strong
And it killed you
And we know it bruh
You just lying dog
You fantasize what we been through
You profit off
And we dying for it
So hell naw
We don't fill you
Muhfuckah
Hell naw we don't fill you
I ain't concern with who hating on me
Made this for everyone praying for me
Praying for me
Praying for me
I said I ain't concern
Wit who hating on me
Made this for everyone praying for me
If you ever had just one dream
You hold on
And you keep going
Keep going
Woo
Yeah

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Who composed the song “Criticism? (feat. Tray Kapone, Greg South & Joshua Gunn)” by Ello?
The song “Criticism? (feat. Tray Kapone, Greg South & Joshua Gunn)” by Ello was composed by Greg South, Joshua Gunn, Mekaeel Byrd, Tray Kapone.

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