Crazy

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I walk in the rain, but I can't feel the rain
 I think he came back, I'm just playing the game
 My energy really not one to be tamed
 I'm mentally faster then most human brains
 My niggas, my niggas, we all like the same
 We really just anti, but stay in our lane
 I don't say no name, connect dropping lames
 I see you, I see you, but not in my way
 Bitch I get money so fuck what they say
 If you ain't with my team better stay out the way
 Hit me up shawty, she know where I stay
 Wanna fuck through the night
 And smoke up through the day
 I don't need placements, I'm water replacing
 So fuck all the basics, I wanna see naked
 Bitches on bitches and fuck conversatin'
 They askin' what's wrong, "is he really that crazy?"
 Bitch I am crazy, my flow is outrageous
 Put me on your show ain't no censor you playing
 Nigga quit playing, my city too banging
 I'm walking in normal, I walk out, now I'm famous
 The game I'm holding is locked in my hands
 Cause your bitch tapping out, you can call me Kurt Angle
 Slow mo like Neo
 Your bitch working, no freeload
 You niggas ain't shit but Pablo De Neo
 I hit Miami and spent us some C-notes
 Then went out to Denver and brought out the weed store
 Came into Cali just straight from my video
 Fuck rapping the plug, I don't speak in that lingo
 The devil be plotting but I'm plotting bigger
 I don't need advice, I just need competition
 My goal is to hang full of cash drippin' tissues
 Free niggas, sneak dissin', fuck talking illegal
 Life gettin' bigger, the picture get different
 These bitches be wishing that they could come visit
 But I'm getting busy
 (Getting so busy)
 Say that she miss me
 Bitch you don't miss me
 Bitch I get better
 You want me broke, better get on my level
 My jeans are not creased I'm ripping that skeleton
 [?] I tell 'em
 I'm comin' from Memphis with all my team
 Smoking these herbs, I need to go back to my show
 Can't see nobody, I'm rapping my tempo
 Don't bother me bitch, cause I'm fucking mental
 I don't take answers, fuck a bitch, don't remember
 Wake up the next week, now she gone out my mental
 Say that she bricked cause my lyrics are liquor
 I water the beat then I take the bitch swimming
 Fuck a damn car cause I'm spending no limit
 My boys get away cause my sound is so simple
 Gave her the dick and my money like Meek and your shit is like bitches
 Trench coat with witches, nothing but just bitches
 Dawg, send me your shit, I can't ever fuck wit it
 Nigga let's get it, mobbing around, bitch I get it
 Beating the floor like I'm out in the kitchen
 But I'm just fienin', I'm outta red and white
 Nigga, you fool, some 'bout it, 'bout it, chasing the Bentley
 Tom and Jerry around in your kitchen
 Causing an earthquakes I'm jumping like buildings
 Sparing the issue, to come get you
 Bitch, I want riches, villages
 Tell your people
 Catch a fucking dismissal
 Niggas ain't really gon' feel you
 Don't fuck wit trouble
 Don't know can't get shit from me
 Turn into running and bitch I be gone

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Duration
03:57
Key
10
Tempo
103 BPM

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