Crazy

Really made a way when it wasn't a way to be made

I ain't crazy 'bout it, I ain't gon' play about it, not abroad when I'm talkin' 'bout this paper
You can play if you want to, I let 'em say what they want to, I'm ready for all of this shit
No matter how hard it can get, that boy on the top of the list
I put up a wall and block all of this shit, stay on my feet, I can't fall a lil' bit

They killed my man, we was all a lil' sick, tryna get to a point where we all can get rich
Go all the way, ain't no stoppin' this shit, they respect it of course, but it's still a lil' tense (hol' on)
Still in the cut, I just darken the tints (hold that), there's a trophy on every last one of my wrists
Take care of every last one of my bitches, I fuck around, put my heart in this shit, but you sold out

Fuck, I look like lettin' you get over? I never talk on the pillow
They get a bond, they get bailed out, how many you chargin' to mail out?
Soon as they land, we gon' sell out, hope vacuum seals keep the smell out
Snitch on the gang, you a sellout, I tried to tell 'em to chill out
Beat all the charges, you can get out, keep that shit on when you step out

It's only goin' one way (my way), seven mill' in one day (fly away)
Run it up and invest in shit, heart broke when they made him sick
Can't find time for relationships, Van Cleef, Cartier bracelets
I'm a shootin' star, you can make a wish, startin' to feel like I was made for this

If they don't, I will, I see life for what it is, count and spend a dub on a crib
Make some more time for my kid, everybody solid who I'm with
Spend it when it's time to get spent (spend it)
Send 'em when it's time to get sent (send it)

Oh, Baby made a way for himself, they want credit for shit they ain't did
She back outside, I'm in the field, if I catch you, you know what it is
That's right, she get the biz (I don't play), yeah right, you in the middle (I don't play)
You get left there for straddlin' the fence (stupid), I'm prepared for whatever they send

Yeah, I know where I'm goin', they callin' me crazy
I know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy, yeah
I know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy
Know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy
I know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy
Know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy, yeah

They think I'm crazy the way that I'm spendin' this money, I ain't goin' out like Mike Tyson
I'm in that mode, super cool on you friendly-ass hoes, if I like her, she gotta be feisty
Why every time that I turn around, one of these rappin'-ass niggas be actin' just like me?
In the back of the Maybach, I'm sightseein', my lil' nigga still robbin', free Shiesty (free bro)

I went all the way there on a boat, I ain't stoppin', I'm all the way up on the low, I can pop it
You niggas can't get it, I'm first when they drop it, my billionaire partner just told me to step on 'em (don't stop)
Can't turn my back on nobody that's there for me, I ain't trippin' on you bae, don't trip on me
All this money on me don't make me the big homie, put in work, got the hood on steroids

This for the time we had no lights and no water, mama stressin' herself to make ends meet
I done went on a 60-month winnin' streak, brodie wanted for murder, this shit deep
I be always on go, barely get sleep (nah), love my family to death, but we barely speak
I be all around the globe, makin' sure we eat (forever), really know what I'm doin', I'm from the streets

Yeah, I know where I'm goin', they callin' me crazy
I know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy, yeah
I know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy
Know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy
I know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy
Know what I'm doin', they callin' me crazy, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Henri Velasco, Dominique Armani Jones, Mokhom Bhangal, Isak Gidgard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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