JID, Curtis Williams - LeStudMuffin lyrics

He's fucking insane! Do you know what
The definition of insanity is? No! Do you?
Yes! It’s the inability to relate to another
Human being it's the inability to love
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hahahaha
April? April! April! Oh Frank
You really are a wonderful talker! If
Black could be made into white by talking
You'd be the man for the job!

Savage, hard head living, huh
Devil on my shoulder, I can't see
Him, I just feel him, huh
God is my witness, focus
Vision, keep a distance, huh
Dream motion living, being broke
Got me livid, huh
Bitches after bitches, huh
All my niggas 2Pac
Speaking revolution or that shit that
Might get you shot, huh
Threatened like I'm Biggie, huh
Kicking like I'm Ong Bak
Bitches love Jid 'cause I got
Three legs and two socks

I smoke more than I eat
Drink more than I sleep
I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup?
Is you freaky? I smoke more than I eat
Drink more than I sleep
I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup?
Is you freaky? I smoke more than I eat
Drink more than I sleep
I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup?
Is you freaky? I smoke more than I eat
(you so crazy, you so crazy, you so crazy)
Drink more than I sleep
I fuck more than I love girl, so wassup?
Is you freaky?

Savages, let's get back to business
I was bumping Webbie
Webbing through what's in his vision
Realize the image, was nothing like myself
Became something different
I ain't nothing like no one else
Funny I would say that, sorry that you didn't
Sorry woman, sorry nigga
I feel sorry for your kiddies
I can't keep it artificial
I official, all the whistles
I won't even argue with you
I'm so high, it's all medicinal
Imma get you high
Pull up on a lones and it get you shot
Talk a little shit brrr pop pop
Still called your nigga like Jid Joe Pa
But is Jid Joe Pa yeah no naw
I just fuck, I hit no raw
Them talk slick, I twist your jaw
No boys on leash don't tempt no dog
All I gotta do is let
'em off the wrist though
10 4 niggas shooting from the hip so
Shut eye I can shoot 'em from a disco
Niggas shooting on the blitz tho
Touchdown, had to throw the ball to Christo
Nigga had to get ghost
Me talking shit, broke
Pissed and paranoid I'm grabbing on my pistol
My bull in a dismal state
For dismissal I dipped
My dick in gold girl who sent you?
Tell my dick don't get too hard
We out in public being stars
I would just take you to my whip
Fucked a bitch, flipped a car
Ridin slab, sipping bar
I heard it from a G before
I always knew I'd be a star
Had to talk, me and God
Told me there was two types of people
Me and yall sorry I ain't seeing y'all
It's gonna take like 33 of y'all
45s at 4-5 am, no I ain't sleep at all
Ask me why I go so hard
Ask me why my flow so hard i ain't tripping
I just ask them niggas what
Team they going for

Frank: What the hell are you
Doing in my house
If you hate me so much! Why the
Hell are you married to me? What the hell
Are you doing carrying my child? I mean
Why didn’t you just get rid of it
When you had the chance? Because listen
To me listen I got news for you
I wish to God you had!