Lyrics Go Wherever - Jay Critch

Go Wherever

Shooters wearing all black they tryna finish you
I been chasin the bag since I was in middle school
And they still doing bad, these niggas miserable
I don’t care bout these jewlery
We still in the trenches
It could go wherever
We still movin reckless
He think he drippin, well we gon slide in and drench ya
Make it rain on these bitches we hit the club and drench ya
Shit that I experiance got me movin different
Some of our brothers gone and the hood miss em
Keep it real on all my songs I know the hood listen
Hit a stain late night, we completing missions
They tryna tell us how to move but we ain’t listen
He caught a case right after school judge ain’t dismissing
Bail fifty thou and he ain’t got no digits
Where is everyone now when it come down to business
We bailed him out he went right in the system
When it all falls down watch how they switch on you
One hundred thou stacked in the living room
They gon still talk down wether you win or lose
I never follow the crowd im in a visioul
My shooter running them down and he ain’t missing you
We lay them down on the ground like he was pigeon food
We got the same choppers you prolly see in the news
Sound like a helicopter landin when we spin it trough
Don’t want no favour niggas act like they invented you
Im off these papers now it’s really time to make em move
Im in a penthouse with two baddies they identical
Girl I might fuck with you now, but I ain’t in to you
Shooters wearing all black they tryna finish you
I been chasin the bag since I was in middle school
And they still doing bad, these niggas miserable
I don’t care bout these jewlery
We still in the trenches
It could go wherever
We still movin reckless
He think he drippin, well we gon slide in and drench ya
Make it rain on these bitches we hit the club and drench ya
Shit that I experiance got me movin different
Some of our brothers gone and the hood miss em
Keep it real on all my songs I know the hood listen
Hit a stain late night, we completing missions
They tryna tell us how to move but we ain’t listen