Crazy (Explicit)

My mind just goes off and wonders

Cause it ain't stable

See I be fantasizing

Bout putting food on the table

Cause in the ghetto my hood

Prison is promised to us

Some of us let jail teach us

Some let college do it

They think I'm nothing

Cause I don't get up and get a job

But I be trying the only thing I get

Is getting hard

I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired

Holla if you hear me

And you with me now

Got my life right with God

You hatas come and get me now

Fifty rounds

Is what I'ma destrand

That's on my mama God rest her soul

N***a picture me playing

Foes gon read and deed follow my lead

When I'm sober I can't focus

Pass that w**d to me

And dedications all day long

Seem like when I'm going

Through it my partnas stay gone

But its all gravy baby

Cause I want you to hate me

Calico gon stay off safety

Murder motherf**kers

If they make me

Will I go crazy I don't know

The pain is f**king with me lately

But it don't show

I can't let it faze me

Cause I can't stop

I'm more than just a ghetto baby

Cause I'ma reach the top

Like Pac

I'll be the last motherf**ker in this b***h freezing

And feel me money over n***as

Be my pledge of allegiance

Whether I sang or I heat you

I'm a wait till I'm sinking

No dirt inside my credentials

B***hes gon have they own reasons

This how we up in the game

I'm bout my paper f**k fame

The last day you gon see

We roll down feeling shame

This how the lessons gangstafied

Paper chasing since youth

Bet not go squabbling for respect

To see who got the most juice

I been a witness to the struggle

Days and spots have been missed

The devil huffing like a wolf

That's why I'm building with bricks

I seen and heard plenty s**t

From ghetto baby to woman

Its either keep your head above the water

Or get swept under

Been a guerilla in the midst

This matching soldier be marching

Now valet and curb service

More sauce for handicap parking

When more days get brighter

My tribulations get lighter

More shalant about my life

Now I'm a Southern street fighter

Will I go crazy I don't know

The pain is f**king with me lately

But it don't show

I can't let it faze me

Cause I can't stop

I'm more than just a ghetto baby

Cause I'ma reach the top

Don't be telling me bout no riff raff

I'm busta free

All about my wealthy

Don't need nobody to f**k with me

I'ma keep my twelve gauge

The only company I need

Can't forget about hydro

And a pint of codeine

Flipping to Austin from Houston

On a mission to make feddy

Either stop f**king with some of my people

Cause they wasn't ready

But the whole wide world

Its just me and my dreams

And anybody roll glock

Is gon be seeing my beam

Went from dirt packs to platinum

Watch the jealous one hating

To see who's real from the fake

And thank the Lord what I make

Hard times brought tears misery if you last

Realize I wasn't gon be s**t

If I didn't get off my a*s

For the ones who was there

Anticipated my fall

I cry still on death field

But I can ball and stood tall

Now Miss Dameanor live lavage

Went from broke to hood rich

Plan to live to the fullest

Then I'm up outta this b***h

Will I go crazy I don't know

The pain is f**king with me lately

But it don't show

I can't let it faze me

Cause I can't stop

I'm more than just a ghetto baby

Cause I'ma reach the top

Will I go crazy I don't know

The pain is f**king with me lately

But it don't show

I can't let it faze me

Cause I can't stop

I'm more than just a ghetto baby

Cause I'ma reach the top