Goin’ Crazy lyrics

[Intro]
"How did all this trouble begin?"
"Livin' in America!"
"Hahaha, nothin' wrong"
"Nothing wrong at all you're not in any difficulty?"
"But you're out on bond"
"No I'm not." (Sheesh)
"Have all the charges been dropped?" (Yo, goin' crazy)
"Yeah I'm out of love" (All my n*ggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"Ahaha are you out on love or out of love, which is it?" (IAmMillzMusic)
Sheesh
"I don't love!" (All my n*ggas goin' crazy, yeah)
"I'm out of love tonight-tonight, you find me" (All these b*tches goin' crazy)
"Now, James, this isn't the first time you and your wife have had a problem, are you two gonna be able to work this out?"
See a n*gga with the money, and I'm whippin' water [?] I make 'em money goin' crazy

[Verse]
Came in on the new sh*t
n*ggas talking dumb, but they ain't nevеr do sh*t
Hoes on me and they prolly actin' stupid
I'll nеver wife no b*tch, that's foolish
I don't care about sh*t but my jeweler
f*ck school, I'm The Black Ferris Bueller
Clip longer than a motherf*ckin' ruler
Versace on a n*gga like I'm f*ckin' on Medusa, woah
Take a second
Think about it, take a second
All my n*ggas eatin' we need seconds
I be killin' n*ggas, that's a preference
I be smokin' weed, up in heaven
All these n*ggas Microsoft, Windows 7
I'ma be the man 'round here and that's a blessing
I been killin' motherf*ckers since a f*ckin' adolescent
n*gga you should feel threatened, god damn
I'm the f*ckin' man, b*tch, I'm dumping off the gym
Dunkin' on these n*ggas I don't even need a rim
Run up on yo' spot, killin' him, him and him
All my n*ggas crazy, but my pockets never slim
Boy I swear the god, ballin' out like I'm Tim Hardaway, Hardaway
Ballin' out like I'm Tim, sheesh
I just ballin' out like I'm Tim
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Hopped on the track like, damn, I'ma get 'em
Fried a motherf*cker like I'm motherf*ckin' skin'
Boy it's JuiceTheKidd on this track, I'ma get it
Choppa kinda hungry, it better heat you off a dinner
I'm the f*ckin' man and yo' n*ggas know I'm in it
Real as hell, real as hell, I'd never be pretended
Real as hell, real as hell, yeah
Why is hell, surgicel, yeah
Smokin' weed got me freal
Damn, I'm up in the sky
I can see clouds, I'm so motherf*ckin' high
n*ggas talking dumb, f*ck around and he gon' die
Run up on 'em with the choppa, leave his momma traumatised
b*tch I am the man, who the f*ck is you to I
b*tch I am the man, I'm too motherf*ckin' high
b*tch I am the man, I'm so motherf*ckin' fried
One more inch, and I can prolly touch the sky like, damn
[Chorus]
Goin' crazy
All my n*ggas goin' crazy, ayy
All my n*ggas goin' crazy, ayy
We got that white like Shady, ayy
You know my n*ggas goin' crazy
Rock-a-bye, I ain't talkin' 'bout baby

[Outro]
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