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The worst thing to call somebody is crazy, is dismissive
I don't understand this person, so they're crazy
That's bullshit, these people are not crazy, they're strong people
Maybe the environment is a little sick
Everybody think I'm crazy, but I know that I'm not
I've been riding with my pistol since my homie got shot
They've been telling me come home, but my home is the block
This the life a nigga chose, so is you rolling or not?
Everybody think I'm crazy, but I know that I'm not
I've been screaming fuck the system since my brother got locked
Mama tell me go to church, but I'm chasing this guap
And I ain't serving no new faces, that's how niggas get bopped
Give you two for a quarter, give you four for a fifty
Ain't enough for me to meet you, if you want it come get it
Can't be cuffing these bitches, once your partner done hit it
Red beams on all them pistols, boy my partners ain't missing
We got choppers and dracos, money made me a a-hole
Step on that fucking work and stretch it out like it's play dough
Mad Max for the peso, my lil shottas will rob you
Squad moving like mobsters, drink Cabernet with the pasta
Niggas say they some killers, but they name on the motion
Daddy left me and mama, I hit the streets wide open
Serving junkies that water, smoking blunts with my brother
Say a prayer for my mama, cause Lord knows she be stressing
I cut off most of my niggas, cause they wasn't a hundred
Tune writing me letters, say he got caught with a shank
Sixty days in the hole, he told me bruh this a tank
That's why I'm snapping on niggas and going hard in the paint
Everybody think I'm crazy, but I know that I'm not
I've been riding with my pistol since my homie got shot
They've been telling me come home, but my home is the block
This the life a nigga chose, so is you rolling or not?
Everybody think I'm crazy, but I know that I'm not
I've been screaming fuck the system since my brother got locked
Mama tell me go to church, but I'm chasing this guap
And I ain't serving no new faces, that's how niggas get bopped
Give you two for the forty, give you four for the eighty
Doing what I gotta do just to provide for my babies
Mama say that I'm lazy, cause I won't get a job
Before I work for nine dollars, mama I'd rather rob
Told her that to her face, looked her dead in her eyes
And said my daddy was a gangster, tell me why you surprised
Duncan Hines in the kitchen, I be baking them pies
Had a run in with the laws, I told them nothing but lies
Name on some paperwork, you still shopping for dope
Well you ain't welcome in this trap, I ain't gon' tell you no more
Mama tell me go to church, but I'm too deep in the game
Here religion and racism all just one and the same
Everybody think I'm crazy, but I know that I'm not
I've been riding with my pistol since my homie got shot
They've been telling me come home, but my home is the block
This the life a nigga chose, so is you rolling or not?
Everybody think I'm crazy, but I know that I'm not
I've been screaming fuck the system since my brother got locked
Mama tell me go to church, but I'm chasing this guap
And I ain't serving no new faces, that's how niggas get bopped