Darnell Williams – Yung Spike Lee (feat. Casey Veggies)


[Verse 3: Darnell Williams]
I pray to God when they shootin’, I know it’s loud hope he hear it
It’s the feelin’ of feelin’ so fuckin’ sick of the feelin’
Got a problem, insta tweet, DM my message to me
I’m not robbin’ or dealin’, I got my mind on a million
[Chorus: Darnell Williams]

Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
I’m in the 40s with Crips (what up), on MLK
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
I’m that nigga with the frames and the Michigan plates
Pull your wifey in a fuckin’ white tee

I ain’t worried ’bout the hustle, got my own way to get it
My mama told me the truth, I was just too high to hear it
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Nah, I ain’t bangin’ but I live that shit like every day
I reply every time, that nigga fuck what you think, LOL
[Chorus: Darnell Williams]
[Intro: Darnell Williams]

What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Well I been out in Hollywood, gettin’ paid to direct
Failure too broke to fear it, Satan been chokin’ my spirit
Want 40 acres, keep the mule, I need girl number 6, shit

And you know, you goin’ broke ’cause you lack common sense
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee

Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Ain’t no smiles in my town, bitch, I’m as nice as it get
Bitch, I’m an MVP from the west of the D
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing

Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
I wish I could give a fuck but that shit don’t pay the rent
I been outta the country, yeah, this Spanish currency
Ayy, now get the fuck out your feelings, I give your main chick the business
Ask him, "Who whip is this?" He said it’s, "District Virginia"
I put that weight on my shoulders, most of you hoes couldn’t lift it
Smack the shit out a nigga who won’t be quiet on set
Make a movie like Spike, I play the roll as a villain
Like man, she gave me some chips and I ain’t pourin’ up zips
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Just landed in LA, Darnell scooped me in the 6
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
[Verse 1: Darnell Williams]
government Don’t really care for you niggas, like the U.S.
The doctor’s writin’ prescriptions because my mental work different
He trade the summer [?], he kill whoever you with
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
They think I’m stupid and timid, I say tormented and gifted
The one these hoes wanna fuck but this dick ain’t free
Nah, fuck the sugar coatin’, bitch, I’m the best of the D
Where is my bitches and swishas? Them two be liftin’ my spirits
Pull your wifey in a fuckin’ white tee
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?