Crazy lyrics

[Intro: Chevy Woods & The True Reflection (sample)]
Damn...
(Am I going crazy?) Just the other day
That's what I was thinking... yeah!
Uh! Know the game, youngin'
Just the other day, I thought, mannnn (Am I going crazy?)
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
10-4, am I coming through clear?
Just give me about a month or two and I'll be right, yeah
Trying to avoid police in riot gear
Heavyweight cash and you just a light, yeah
I got a Buzz that's with no light, year
You couldn't even walk in these shoes right here
And you acting like you don't see all this
Like "Aw sh*t! Look at his stones, they flawless"
And the b*tch that I'm with, she gorgeous
I, I see your giant money, mine's enormous
Don't even trip, when I'm out, I be very gone
My pockets fat like the head on Barry Bonds
You sit and chill, stack it up for a rainy day
A n*gga like me gotta pay to play
When I was getting it minor, they ain't have sh*t to say
Now they scream 'cause I get it in a major way
Ay!
[Chorus: Chevy Woods (The True Reflection sample)]
I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right
I tell em hold on
She see all this and wanna stay the night, night
Had nothing like this in so long
She say she wanna ride with a G
So hop up in my passenger, girl, and we could be gone
Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)
Cause you're not

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
You know I got, Taylor stripes like Adidas
So these girls go wild like Mardi Gras
All my pimp sh*t, so my pink show when I'm sippin slow
High chance that those people coming, so I'm getting low
They all talk, they getting dull, who cooking the pie?
Sweet, potato on the tre eight, you living to die
On some OG Bobby Johnson, South Central sh*t
n*gga, tell me who you really f*ckin with?
It's the bread man, cash top, dead man
From the city where you need a bulletproof headband
Go go Gadget, the money stretching long
Cash in plastic, 'cause I get it on
What you flip? That's diamond Zig Zag money
And what I get? Can't fit it in the bag, dummy
Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)
Cause you're not... ha-ha-ha
[Chorus: Chevy Woods (The True Reflection sample)]
I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right
I tell em hold on
She see all this and wanna stay the night, night
Had nothing like this in so long
She say she wanna ride with a G
So hop up in my passenger, girl, and we could be gone
Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)
Cause you're not

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, EZ Wider twisting, easy Prada slip-ins
n*ggas tellin' me I look like Eazy
Probably cause it's easy for em
I'm bobbin, weavin' on em, Ali and Foreman
All of my n*ggas ballin' got T.G.O.D. across em
Money counting, counting my dollars, got no creases on em
My weed is awesome, paid the cost, now they calling me the boss man
"You should be more like Khalifa", that's what their boss saying
But they ain't out of style, these n*ggas off-brand
Off land, 30,000 feet up, rolling weed up
Tryna kill a track I told Jerm, so we cut the beat up
These n*ggas ain't heard the best of me
Say she a fan, her n*gga thinks she wants me sexually
Ho, get your man!
I'm out here getting this, spinning this, spitting the illest sh*t you ever heard in your life
Thinking to yourself "Chevy be killing sh*t", n*gga, I murder it twice!
My money is right! (Am I going crazy?)
And when my champagne come, they serve it on ice
This the life!
[Chorus: Chevy Woods (The True Reflection sample)]
I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right
I tell em hold on
She see all this and wanna stay the night, night
Had nothing like this in so long
She say she wanna ride with a G
So hop up in my passenger, girl, and we could be gone
Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)
Cause you're not