Made Me Crazy

Oh shit, it's twelve o'clock Shit crazier than a motherfucker Let's do it Step up in dementia on the daily 'Cause I be forgetting stuff that I been through and it made me Wanna go pick a pistol up with you niggas, shit I'm mani' To the max, I'm zany, my dick got bitches, Cheney Back then when most didn't fuck with me, shit be entertaining When I post a picture up I got bitches tryna frame me Hitting other bitches up like, "He finna have my baby" They lying 'bout everything and the system couldn't tame me Can't cry, I do better things than the bitching and complaining Education linked to the prison system, I peep with my niggas Since then, started banging, my nigga can you blame me? You standing with the opps, man, you niggas really brazy I'm canvasing your block, 'cause I'm finna make a painting I put it on a ghost or you niggas getting Swayze They talking Mario, you'll be kicking it with Daisy's Speaking of Mario, I been with my nig' since the 80s A pistol grip on .380s really locked in and made it Got clips, cinemas, get a picture when the K squeeze Doc says send him off, because mentally I'm draining I can't get enough, I'm a killer and they trained me Not to give a fuck about shit that really faze me So much to unpack, tripping on the daily My kids say I'll go crazy like Eminem and Hailie Don't be a menace like any other way See there's anywhere from home and still whipping a Mercedes And everybody love me but really probably hate me And swinging at the air probably hitting all the babies The Board of Mental Health like a Christian couldn't save me My daddy left my mom pregnant while in the navy Don't look through my phone, might see pictures of your lady And everything I said is the shit that made me crazy Yeah, that's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Fourteen got my first .380 (uh) That's the type of shit that made me crazy (uh-huh) You know a nigga finna blow, no safety Catch 'em in the mall, Old Navy (woah) I was hitting banks, seventeen, no savings I could get it to you for the low fo' and the baby I went to prison for coke, I felt like they enslaved me I put in work, I got ranked on in the tank And stopped the drip, was rocking bricks Was into politics, but I'm anonymous, hot as a lava pit Pop 'em like a Klonopin, probably with an exotic bitch Pocket watch and designer fits, lot of it counterfeit I don't even bother with it, came up in the bottoms Never needed a father figure, streets done made me crazy I be committed, I was in prison, I was in visits God I done did it, Father forgive us, I made part of the business I made a lot of decisions, any other opposite Should come get your lottery ticket, and as God is my witness My oddest opinion, they squat on the menu A lot of us vicious, they outta commission They logic is missing, ain't got a pot they can piss in They be financial, that's a final decision With knowledge I'm gifted You might get popped in the mission, I'm locked in this issue You on a chopping block, your block gonna miss you When I cock this Glock and pop and leave a spot in your temple (woah) That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (yeah, that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) What made me crazy? When my elders taught me the holy ghost Waitin' from a kid to see it, now I look on my Rollie nope Waiting's like never havin' a team and I'm at the Goalie Post Show me hope, when it's contaminated, get polio What else? Mama receiving everything but help And the welts bled again, medicine being the belt Ya bruh felt, (what?) Hurt, and temper was short as a elf A nut I would not trust and no plus for yo'self (yeah) I don't need no fucking apology lady The body she gave me when I was young, neurology Say we appalling we crazy, 'cause she was older callin' me, "Baby" Water me daily, no education policy maybe I was discombobulated thinking I was in love What if this one ovulated, biggin' without a glove? I'ma drop from populated, wit' some thought you made it Sick from copulative, my dick demodulated, brrt I don't know what the problem is? I really wasn't fatherless But nobody coming odd as this, I been psycho Wondering if a God exist, family gave me a lot of scripts When I discovered a Godemis, my shit like glowed Never good up into colleges, or politics, abolished it My nigga my noodle, my noggin is a spin cycle How in the hell will I polish it? I gotta get to solace with my friend Iso, you are then fright foe Wanna grim fight, no? (What?) Slim price though (hey) That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy That's the type of shit that made me crazy Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) Pop, pop, sound of my Glock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy) I go cuckoo, clock, clock (that's the type of shit that made me crazy)