Crazy 8's
So many people wanted me to fail
So many people they went and they bailed
What about niggas that's sitting in jail
That's so appealing man I'm tryna prevail
I never could tell if I needed therapy
I'm always there for me
Plus family and friends
I know that they care for me
Still gotta move carefully
Some niggas don't care to see
What God prepared for me
So why would I post it and make em aware of me
Now they just posted with visions of airing me, damn
These visions be scaring me
I'm clearly the best, but working on clarity
Imitation is a parody
I ain't flattered, I been laughing hysterically
Yea
Niggas always out here looking for charity
Showing emotion for me is a rarity
I'd be surprised if someone say they'd marry me
Yea
I'm going hard till the day that they bury me
Holding my own, no one gotta carry me
That's the disparity
These niggas be dead weight
I made the feds pay, ain't duckin' no fed case
Took me a minute to get where I'm at
I had to climb up a staircase
Yea
Now losing is a rare case
Money coming at a fair pace
My shorty bad with a bare face
Bars got these niggas scared straight
I'm never worried bout their pace
'Cause truth be told I was never sold
That niggas be running a fair race
My unc died, I had 30 points
Going crazy in a pair of 8's
When unc died man I never cried
Just wrote his name on some crazy 8's
So many people they went and they bailed
What about niggas that's sitting in jail
That's so appealing man I'm tryna prevail
I never could tell if I needed therapy
I'm always there for me
Plus family and friends
I know that they care for me
Still gotta move carefully
Some niggas don't care to see
What God prepared for me
So why would I post it and make em aware of me
Now they just posted with visions of airing me, damn
These visions be scaring me
I'm clearly the best, but working on clarity
Imitation is a parody
I ain't flattered, I been laughing hysterically
Yea
Niggas always out here looking for charity
Showing emotion for me is a rarity
I'd be surprised if someone say they'd marry me
Yea
I'm going hard till the day that they bury me
Holding my own, no one gotta carry me
That's the disparity
These niggas be dead weight
I made the feds pay, ain't duckin' no fed case
Took me a minute to get where I'm at
I had to climb up a staircase
Yea
Now losing is a rare case
Money coming at a fair pace
My shorty bad with a bare face
Bars got these niggas scared straight
I'm never worried bout their pace
'Cause truth be told I was never sold
That niggas be running a fair race
My unc died, I had 30 points
Going crazy in a pair of 8's
When unc died man I never cried
Just wrote his name on some crazy 8's
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Writer(s): Jamal Carter Norwood
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