Crazy lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Whoa, Kenny

[Verse 1]
You fake as f*ck, I swear to God that sh*t ain't nothin’ to me
I got some soldiers in the field, them boys be gunnin' for me
Don't let me catch you down bad, now you runnin’ from me
That hundred with me, straight gorillas, got the jungle with me
Make 'em bow down and kiss the ring 'cause they ain't f*ckin' with me
You tried to save your baby mama, she was f*ckin' with me
My father always told me watch the company you keep
Pull up on a pus*y n*gga, show him it's straight chopper with me
I done been cuffed up inside that jail, I ain't goin’ back
I know they wan’ me fail but I prevail, I go and get them racks
They said that we gon wind up dead or in a supermax
I just left the trap, I'm countin’ stupid stacks

[Chorus]
When I think about it, that sh*t crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
I got that bag, you can't keep up, the streets crazy
You know you ain’t f*ckin' with us (You ain't f*ckin' with us)
When I think about it, that sh*t crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
I got that bag, you can't keep up, the streets crazy
You know you ain't f*ckin' with us (You ain't f*ckin' with us)
[Verse 2]
This sh*t ain't typical, feel like the streets trickin' you, uh
They don't see my visual, we kill like a ritual, uh
You'd think I'm in a spaceship, 'cause these guns so digital, uh
You gon' think we got a facelift when these bullets get into you, uh
Get rich quick what I had to do
You wanna switch shifts, I ain't mad at you
Get the whole clique locked, what a rat'll do
Damn, should've watched dude
Damn, should've popped dude
When it's done, it's nothin' you can do
It ain't fun, all this sh*t that I go through
If I don't green light it, they don't move, uh
Girl, I want your pool
In the morning feeling your drool
Gotta know they watchin' your moves, uh, damn
I'ma tell you what you don't do
Tell a n*gga what you gon' do
That's the quickest way that they stop you
These n*ggas be mad that they not you

[Chorus]
When I think about it, that sh*t crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
I got that bag, you can't keep up, the streets crazy
You know you ain't f*ckin' with us (You ain't f*ckin' with us)
When I think about it, that sh*t crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
We be shootin' sh*t straight up, the streets crazy
I got that bag, you can't keep up, the streets crazy
You know you ain't f*ckin' with us (You ain't f*ckin' with us)