"Criminology" lyrics
I just wanna make a way for all my dogs, don't give a fuck, nigga
(Key Kartel)
Ayy, to all my niggas, I love all of you, know what I'm sayin'?
Brodie, I love you, if you need me, I'm always only a call away
I mean, sometimes I might not answer the first ring, but fuck it
Life been hard, but it's been hittin' me lately (Hittin' me lately)
I been calculatin' everything I do, on gang them (Like, one, two, alright, bet)
It might be too late for anyone to save me (Anyone to save me)
Man, fuck this mask, I'ma do this nigga on camera (Right here)
Chasin' all the opps, I been too tired (Been too tired)
Jumped off that porch with my shoes tied (With my shoes tied)
These niggas bitches without nine lives (Without nine lives)
When them niggas slide, these niggas inside (Skrrt), these niggas always hide (Ayy, come here)
Go to war with the world, I don't give a fuck who gon' die (Like, fuck you)
Every step I take, I got my gun on my side (Damn)
I ain't beef 'bout no bitch, these niggas got too much pride (These niggas got too much pride)
Crossed him three times, I can't believe this nigga still alive (Man, fuck)
His grandma do Voodoo, this nigga a Voodoo child (Alright, bet)
Fuck it, let me do it, stand over him, it ain't no shootin' wild (Make sure he done)
Uh, raised by my mama, I'm a bastard child (My mama, nigga)
My tears be fake, like fuck this bitch, I don't want this bitch after all (Swear)
Put my niggas in position, overwork that kitchen (Overwork that kitchen)
These niggas be flippin' chickens, they ain't doin' no dishes (Ain't doin' no dishes)
All day and night, this trap here never stop (This shit here never stop)
Could've invested in stock, but I brought this rap money straight to the block (I ain't never change)
Yeah, but off that shit, I been on other missions (Been on other missions)
I been zonin' in and out, been feelin' like my mind missin' (My mind)
I got a vision, I want us all rich (I want us all rich)
For every hit make in the booth, make sure an opp is hit (Make sure an opp is hit)
I keep this shit real, don't fuck with the opposite (I don't fuck with the opposition)
Hold on, wait, feds been on the line (Fuck)
Ain't no trailin' me, I'm goin' fast (Hold up), on this highway, I be flyin' (Vroom)
I'm in two cars deep, take the exit and I'ma switch cars one more time (Ayy, come here, hold up)
Life been hard, but it's been hittin' me lately (Hittin' me lately)
I been calculatin' everything I do, on gang them (Like, one, two, alright, bet)
It might be too late for anyone to save me (Anyone to save me)
Man, fuck this mask, I'ma do this nigga on camera (Right here, I swear)
Labeled me your villain, ain't no savin' me (Ain't no savin' me)
Yeah, I'm pullin' triggers, I ain't pushin' P (I ain't pushin' P, nigga)
Got so much animosity inside of me (Inside of me)
Got mental problems, I want 'em dead, bodies keep callin' me (They keep on callin' me and shit, I can't think right)
Yeah, I ain't go to class, I was criminology (I was criminology)
And the streets don't love nobody, this shit sound crazy, but I gave it all to me (I gave it all to me, I swear on that shit)
Mama say, "Son, chill, you made it up out the streets" (Hold up, ma)
I been tryna leave, but I can't take the streets up out of me (You feel me?)
Embracin' all of my pain, I'm gettin' too emotional, I might switch lanes (Skrrt)
I ain't get my credit up in this rap shit, but in the streets, I run the game (Fuck the industry)
What a sudden change
He was my dog, but then he gave my name up to them people (How the fuck you do that?)
Layin' in my bed, I'm talkin' to the reaper (I'ma kill him)
Yeah, it's been four days and I ain't been to sleep (I ain't been to sleep)
My shirt Celine, but I got double C's up on my feet, Chanel (Double C my feet)
Ayy, you know what, just check, these niggas gon' always fail (These niggas gon' always fail)
We live in that afterlife, that's why everyday feel like it's hell (Feel like hell)
Better clutch your heater, nigga, it's hot outside (It's hot)
Nigga, keep your distance if you ain't ready to die
You ain't ready to die, nigga
Fuck this shit, nigga
Spin that one more time, nigga
(Key Kartel)
Ayy, to all my niggas, I love all of you, know what I'm sayin'?
Brodie, I love you, if you need me, I'm always only a call away
I mean, sometimes I might not answer the first ring, but fuck it
Life been hard, but it's been hittin' me lately (Hittin' me lately)
I been calculatin' everything I do, on gang them (Like, one, two, alright, bet)
It might be too late for anyone to save me (Anyone to save me)
Man, fuck this mask, I'ma do this nigga on camera (Right here)
Chasin' all the opps, I been too tired (Been too tired)
Jumped off that porch with my shoes tied (With my shoes tied)
These niggas bitches without nine lives (Without nine lives)
When them niggas slide, these niggas inside (Skrrt), these niggas always hide (Ayy, come here)
Go to war with the world, I don't give a fuck who gon' die (Like, fuck you)
Every step I take, I got my gun on my side (Damn)
I ain't beef 'bout no bitch, these niggas got too much pride (These niggas got too much pride)
Crossed him three times, I can't believe this nigga still alive (Man, fuck)
His grandma do Voodoo, this nigga a Voodoo child (Alright, bet)
Fuck it, let me do it, stand over him, it ain't no shootin' wild (Make sure he done)
Uh, raised by my mama, I'm a bastard child (My mama, nigga)
My tears be fake, like fuck this bitch, I don't want this bitch after all (Swear)
Put my niggas in position, overwork that kitchen (Overwork that kitchen)
These niggas be flippin' chickens, they ain't doin' no dishes (Ain't doin' no dishes)
All day and night, this trap here never stop (This shit here never stop)
Could've invested in stock, but I brought this rap money straight to the block (I ain't never change)
Yeah, but off that shit, I been on other missions (Been on other missions)
I been zonin' in and out, been feelin' like my mind missin' (My mind)
I got a vision, I want us all rich (I want us all rich)
For every hit make in the booth, make sure an opp is hit (Make sure an opp is hit)
I keep this shit real, don't fuck with the opposite (I don't fuck with the opposition)
Hold on, wait, feds been on the line (Fuck)
Ain't no trailin' me, I'm goin' fast (Hold up), on this highway, I be flyin' (Vroom)
I'm in two cars deep, take the exit and I'ma switch cars one more time (Ayy, come here, hold up)
Life been hard, but it's been hittin' me lately (Hittin' me lately)
I been calculatin' everything I do, on gang them (Like, one, two, alright, bet)
It might be too late for anyone to save me (Anyone to save me)
Man, fuck this mask, I'ma do this nigga on camera (Right here, I swear)
Labeled me your villain, ain't no savin' me (Ain't no savin' me)
Yeah, I'm pullin' triggers, I ain't pushin' P (I ain't pushin' P, nigga)
Got so much animosity inside of me (Inside of me)
Got mental problems, I want 'em dead, bodies keep callin' me (They keep on callin' me and shit, I can't think right)
Yeah, I ain't go to class, I was criminology (I was criminology)
And the streets don't love nobody, this shit sound crazy, but I gave it all to me (I gave it all to me, I swear on that shit)
Mama say, "Son, chill, you made it up out the streets" (Hold up, ma)
I been tryna leave, but I can't take the streets up out of me (You feel me?)
Embracin' all of my pain, I'm gettin' too emotional, I might switch lanes (Skrrt)
I ain't get my credit up in this rap shit, but in the streets, I run the game (Fuck the industry)
What a sudden change
He was my dog, but then he gave my name up to them people (How the fuck you do that?)
Layin' in my bed, I'm talkin' to the reaper (I'ma kill him)
Yeah, it's been four days and I ain't been to sleep (I ain't been to sleep)
My shirt Celine, but I got double C's up on my feet, Chanel (Double C my feet)
Ayy, you know what, just check, these niggas gon' always fail (These niggas gon' always fail)
We live in that afterlife, that's why everyday feel like it's hell (Feel like hell)
Better clutch your heater, nigga, it's hot outside (It's hot)
Nigga, keep your distance if you ain't ready to die
You ain't ready to die, nigga
Fuck this shit, nigga
Spin that one more time, nigga
Writer(s): Kenyanta Bullard, Christopher Thomas, Romy Ladet Jr., Jerrick Pierre, Marcus E Curry, Ernest Vicente Jr
