Washed Up

[Hook: Ritchie with a T (x2)] Why is everyone in my town oh so wishy wishy Wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy washed up And every time I come around it's all wishy wishy Wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy wishy washed up [Verse 1: Ritchie with a T] Why why why why, priorities flip-flopped up Too settled, too comfortable, why's everyone so caught up Why's everyone so balled up, why's everyone gon follow Why's everyone thinking just like they grandpops and grandmama Where's the, yeah, where's the real crafters I'm tried of being put on the same pedestal as these half assers I'm tired of being boxed in, I'm tried of no profit I'm tired of people now with us just because we poppin' [Hook: Ritchie with a T (x2)] [Verse 2: Stepa J Groggs] I hate going home because it's always crowded Never trust my judgment cause it's always clouded If I got some liquor best believe I'll down it Y'all be like "I feel you" but I really doubt it We about to run this, you gon wish and watch me Fans are like politicians, hella wishy washy But I can't even talk because I've done the same One minute that's your favorite, next minute that nigga's lame But I guess that's how it goes Love to see you coming up but they hate to see you blow Wanna hear the same old shit, never wanna hear you grow It's that blah blah blah shit that everybody know But if you tryna box us in you know you got me really really Really really really really really really fucked up And I'm always one shot away from being really really Really really really really really really fucked up [Verse 3: Ritchie with a T] You Mr. Me Too's, I'm Mr. Miyagi I fathered these niggas, this shit is a hobby You Daniel Son ass niggas, man, these niggas is washy The different cats all the same, man, we need to applaud them Man, this shit is a problem Why is everyone thinking like they granduncles and auntie Settled with who they are leaving no room for some progress Will kiss some ass for a title, man they remind me of Congress But flip the script, flip names like Muhammad Ali Shaheed Muhammad scratch the surface I lay, backwards Ali Thanks to Trinidad Jame$, half my friends are popping mollies But Chance is cool so they'll start dropping acid probably