Come Crazy Lyrics

Turn me up, Sly

I'm tryna get this shit all by my lonely

Tryna be the greatest, don't care who before me

It be the ones that used to be the closest But now asseswanna go and act phony

A nigga had rap dreams Way before I touched the mic

Used to think about this shit at 13

On my mind the dead presidents

Only thing I chase is the money

I shouldn't have showed up cause I swear to God

I'm tired of looking out for all of these people

Don't hit me up when a nigga blow up

Cause you were'nt never looking out for me, nigga

You couldn't even show up when I looked around you

Wasn't there when I needed you, nigga

You came and showed us

Why we shouldn't never ever put no trust in these bitches

Yeah, only fuck with fly shit, I can't talk to no basic bitch

Go and suit up, you better not come play with this

To the stu drop a verse and come crazy with it

Can't wait to wake up and see hella millions

Know my uncle doing good with his children If I got it, he got it, he need it

Don't hit me up cause your pockets be feinin

I don't need no one else intervening

Chasing Ben Franklin, that's the only nigga have me running

I'm tryna go and be something

Hoes used to hate and tell me that I'm nothing

When I come step fly, then they see how im coming

Running up all of these digits my thumbs keep on thumping

I'm tryna go get some money

I'm tryna go touch a hunnid

Way before a nigga go hit a hunnid

Why niggas want me to have opps so bad

I been chasing after money, I ain't focused on these hoes

I'm just tryna run it up, I'm just tryna hit my goals

I'm just tryna reach the top

See a opp, then he get popped

I know some niggas who

I know some niggas who

I know some niggas who

Switchy on back of the Glock

Switchy on back of the, oh

Switchy on back of the Glock

I see a opp, I'm tryna bust his top

He pick the scissors I'm picking a rock

I'm tryna beat it way before the clock time

Bitches calling my phone, asking is you mine

Bitch, I ain't yours, I'm tryna hit my prime

Oh

I'm tryna run this shit up

I know some young niggas who say stuck

Tryna lock in, but your ass on that running shit

Bet yo ass just might not get cuffed

Canada Goose for the times it was tough

Niggas just keep tryna call my, uh

Niggas just keep tryna call my bluff

I promise one day that I'ma prevail

She loving me off the way that I smell

I mixed the Louis with Gucci, the Prada with Louis and now she fucking with Chanel

Heard you the type to go and kiss and tell

Said she can cook, but can't cook Rotel

Young fly nigga, like, can't you tell

My phone keep ringing, that bitch like a bell, yeah

I do this rap shit while a nigga sober

I'm tryna go and just hop ina rover

I aint worry about shit aint gotta look over my shoulder

If a nigga want smoke den let a nigga know

She on that sneaky shit, she on that telling shit

Her ass keep hating, she really irrelevant

I keep hustling, I want more than I want

I'm guessing that you could say I strive for greatness, yeah

Chop on the back of the seat

Jay see a opp and he hop out the V and he tryna catch his ass on feet

Tryna make his ass bleed

Hit his ass with a two seater 762's fucked up his splein yea

I'm tryna get this shit all by my lonely

Tryna be the greatest, don't care who before me

It be the ones that used to be the closest

But now they asses wanna go and act phony

A nigga had rap dreams, way before I touched the mic

Used to think about this shit at 13

On my mind, the dead presidents

Only thing I chase is the money

I shouldn't have showed up, cause I swear to God

I'm tired of looking out for all of these people

Don't hit me up when a nigga blow up

Cause you were never looking out for me, nigga

You couldn't even show up when I looked around You wasn't there when I needed you, nigga

You came and showed us, why we shouldn't never ever put no trust in these bitches, yeah

Only fuck with fly shit I cant talk to no basic bitch

Go and suit up, you better not come play with this

To the stu drop a verse and come crazy with it

Can't wait to wake up and see hella millions

Know my uncle doing good with his children

If I got it, he got it, he need it

Don't hit me up, cause your pockets be feinin

I don't need no one else intervening

Un unn