Lyrics:
crazy how you mixing bullets In a pro mag
Talking crazy quickest way for you to get a toe tag
She got baby fever I'm gone leave them where her throat
wholesome
Far from rodents but I’m driven by the cheese
3 LLC’s
Crazy what I’ve built with no degrees
Like it’s freezing cold and know you can’t have fear
and throwing us into Mississippi rivers like Emmett Till
We are being shot down by our own law enforcement
We are being labeled mentally ill
And it runs deep
with a cloud of smoke
Dead bodies on the ground when these fools get loc'ed
It's crazy in the street, pack some heat for a sucker
Mobbin through the town
up"
Name hold wait I'm the one
"Hey I'm the one"
Diamonds dirty dancing in the sun
"They going crazy"
Work coming in by the ton
"By the ton"
you, pay me
Or I'ma have to get the strap
My nutty O.G. buddy Big Black
I make you shit in your pants
And shake like jelly
So tell off my homie said
actually crazy
And I don't mean any hard feelings by it either
Just lose your style, and then you can come hangout with us
You know, the cool kids
Uh
Black
Having police hop out on fifteen year olds
With guns drawn 'cause we fit an ID,
Even though we didn't do shit, but I guess
A group of black kids and me
and Webby (I wanna get that)
If that nigga wanna get mad, sit up and get up
And fuck that (get that)
Now I'm playing like a kid on the black top
Got
It's crazy cause you really can't even be cool with some of your kinfolk
Fuck bitches, get money, whoever said that gave bad advice
I'll never put
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
the complex is
And by Tuesday I'm sittin' in the complexes
All I wanna find out is where the address is
And by Wednesday
It just so happen you get shot in
on the moon
Can I get much higher, soon
Had to get a feature, so i’ll slow it down, your meter
Probably going crazy, creatures coming out my eyes it’s creepy
Uh
the guts
A Black girl LBGT+
I'm a cis, straight man doing something sus
Two M pills like I'm hit by a bus
City bench spliff, gin sips, Robituss', self
Im going crazy on this track
and Im trying to get this monkey off my back
(Im so drained) and I dont give a fuck about the world
cause the world dont
Sovereignly for my freedom
Not trying to get caught up in global court
Fucked up trying to fight the
Case by global laws
Out in the Netherlands I got a better
What's up
If you from Flint
Get out ya seat
Get up off your ass
Drink your brew and smoke that grass
We fixin to rock from Pontiac to Lansing back
Black Vodka on me, that's the first time I've had booze
Prom in two hours, 15 though, it's taboo
Fuck taboo, this shit illegal
But I'm feeling fly
Ah shit. Man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again
I wonder who they fucked up today?
You motherfucker!
(Got him)
Pull over to the side
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
boring
They gone go so crazy when they see me in a foreign
Big Steppa heavy weight Neva hit the gym
Pockets holding me down
That’s why I walk with
(H20 you made this)
I'm with the gang they how we bumming, uh
These VVS stunning
Me and KJ we post on the block like we won't catch a opp man that
[P. Diddy]
Eh yo what's up playboy
Yeah, now I'm out here in Milan
I need you to come get wit' me aight?
Yeah, I got something I need you to do
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