Thats Crazy

Don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me
Yeah
Niggas hungry for attention, I give em a meal
Don't be monkeying around bananas a pill

Hibernate for ten months and sharpen my quills
Me and P just cut a pint, we gluing a seal
Niggas present in the comments but hiding the field
Niggas present in the comments but hiding the field

It's funny how you fake niggas defining the real
Let me pick it back up, Barbie dolls, baby sharks, she googly eyes
Just know your pop's staying firm, I ain't leaving your side
I know your uncle would've loved you if he was alive

I'm really real plus ill enough of pretend
I know a lot but I never knew how I would end
I swear to God these past years been harder to live
And me and C will cry, we flooded the Benz

They can have it all back just to get you here
Heart froze, ice block, ain't no feelings there
I really hope my heart stops so I can get up there
I love the players but the game, it really ain't fair

On the road to riches in my lane, ain't no traffic there
On the road to riches in my lane, ain't no traffic there
It's crazy how we in your section, ain't no action there
It's crazy how we always in your section, ain't no action there

It's crazy how you call yourself a man but you don't got a pair
It's crazy how these Dior's on my feet, you don't got a pair
It's crazy how I keep killing these niggas and ain't got the chair
Yeah, ain't got the chair

Bounced back crazy, couldn't tell I took a couple L's
I can't die until my daughter got a couple M's
It's crazy how a nigga started, now it's about to end
It's crazy when I win, they saying I cheat

It's crazy how you pocket watching and counting my cheese
It's crazy how you think a mask could stop a disease
It's crazy how you niggas think you be fucking with me
Even if we ran trains, bro, you not fucking with G

Most you niggas all cap and bluff on the beat
It's crazy how you fake tough and thug on the feeds
I swear to God, I hope you niggas just run into me
And I'm gonna give you everything you've been wanting to see

Pap, pap, knapsacked then the eulogy
If it ever came down to it, you or me
Cold nigga, born in the wintertime season
Missed the five fingers at the four seasons

Did it three times, but the first I was teasing
Pocket full of reasons why your wife leaving
I'm so lit, I'm on fire, call Jesus
Play with me and you gon' need the choir and some deacons

Better book a preacher, gates here heaving
She say she love kids, I wanna do she love semen
Boogie Been solid, crush rocks and cement
Come out of that water like a pirate or a seaman

The moves I be making, Sasuke couldn't see them
Gas off day from the AM to the PM
Fly young nigga, Lil' Mon been hawking
Anything past talking, now you got the pastor talking

You better keep walking or this Glock gon' spark ya
Pap, pap, knapsacked, he falling
It's good to be back
That's crazy