Casey Veggies, Darnell Williams - Young Spike Lee lyrics

What's a critic to a nigga like me?
What's a critic to a nigga like me?
What's a critic to a nigga like me?
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee

It's the feelin' of feelin' so
Fuckin' sick of the feelin'
The doctor's writin' prescriptions because
My mental work different
They think I'm stupid and timid
I say tormented and gifted
I put that weight on my shoulders
Most of you hoes couldn't lift it
Where is my bitch and some Swishers?
Them two be liftin' my spirit's
My mama told me the truth
I was just too high to hear it
F-failure too broke to fear it
Satan been chokin' my spirit
I pray to God when they
Shootin', I know it's loud, hope he hear it
I'm in the 40s with Crips (what up) , on MLK
Nah, I ain't bangin' but I live
That shit like every day
I'm that nigga with the frames
And the Michigan plates
The one these hoes wanna fuck
But this dick ain't free
Bitch, I'm an MVP from the west of the D
Nah, fuck the sugar coatin', bitch
I'm the best of the D
Got a problem, Insta-, Tweet
DM a message to me
I reply every time, aye, nigga
Fuck what you think, lOL

What's a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin' white tee
Turn the lights out then I
"Do the Right Thing"
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Spike Lee, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Spike Lee and
My dead stop threes
Turn the lights out then I
"Do the Right Thing"
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee

Ayy, now get the fuck out your feelings
I give your main chick the business
Make a movie like Spike
I play the roll as a villain
I'm not robbin' or dealin'
I got my mind on a million
I ain't worried 'bout the hustle
Got my own way to get it just landed in LA
Darnell scooped me in the 6
Ask him, "Who whip is this?" He said
"It's District Virginia" like man
She gave me some chips and
Now he pourin' up zips
I been outta the country, yeah
Just spendin' some currency

Well I been out in Hollywood
Gettin' paid to direct
Smack the shit out a nigga who
Won't be quiet on set
Ain't no smiles in my town, bitch
I'm as nice as it get
He trade the "Summer of Sam"
He kill whoever you with
I wish I could give a fuck but
That shit don't pay the rent
Don't really care for you niggas
Like the US government and you know
You goin' broke 'cause you lack common sense
Want 40 acres, keep the mule
I need girl number 6, shit

What's a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin' white tee
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Spike Lee, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee
Bitch, I'm young Spike Lee and
My dead stop threes
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a fuckin' flick, bitch
I'm young Spike Lee