JNabe, Rittz - People are Crazy lyrics

Yah, yeah it's Rittz
Uh

I do me
I ain't never gave a fuck about the next wave
I done seen so many entertainers come and go
Some'll blow up others treated
Like a sex slave
Get fuck do or death, the erect of his ex say
I been raising hell for some decades
Back then we didn't know they were online
Got a problem we gon' call 'em tell
'em meet 'em back with nеt plays
Stepped up with his chest out
Lеft in a neck brace
Educate yourself on who you're fucking with
You scared to shoot somebody
What the fuck you take a
Picture with your gun for
That ain't your friend
Man you know him for a month
Now you don't believe this strong might be
Stripping you at gun point
Yellow to color for an IE
Need to save ya guts and glory
For ya story on your IG
Drinkin' tequila fucking lime squeeze
Stiffing masta eye sneeze in trees
On a dry heave i been inside of my cartage
Fuck a back board
I am not a fan of the harsh swollen garshes
I'm hard 'n I'm heartless
Spotting I'm sharped dressed
Who you know that got his own
Face on a cigar brand (that's me)
Burning most of my carpet found
A couple of zany
Bars in my sharp vac nirvana guitar pick
'N I started my car hitch
'n me hard then hard
But this broad lives inside
Her baby fathers apartment
I offered a hard dick she took
When I finished 'n left
Happy that there isn't a piece
Of pussy I didn't regret
Ain't nobody said to me
Yet, my shit's authentic, but
Sometimes I been a victim of identity theft
You got some
Missing pieces in your chemistry set
You try to copy in the lab
But, you didn't get it correct
But let 'em give it their best
There's only one
I'm the hardest underrated rapper
To ever exist 'N they call me Rittz bitch!


People in this life be acting real crazy

Be wondering why they don’t get any
Money cuz they real lazy

Never worked since the day they were born

Strapped to their own fears and being
Stuck in the rat race

Never learned about hard work it’s gonna
Bite you in the ass

Life doesn’t care who you are
You won’t get a pass

Craziness all around us

People never feeling right until they
Get the green light

Violence everywhere humans always getting
In a fight

Never know what’s wrong from right

Won’t know the truth until
It hit's the limelight

Trying to conquer my ego like
It’s a boss fight

Feeling Boujee ready to catch
My private flight

I’m out of here cuz I can’t stand what’s near

Got star power my fans cower from fear

Went from zero to hero

Now I’m famous like Robert Deniro

I’m here to steal the show

When my music comes on everyone goes woah!

Honing my craft

I’m so fierce shooting lights out Paul Pierce

Stacking up songs getting money

Laughing to the bank

My account built like a tank

6 figures richer booty getting thicker

Mind getting slicker

Baller and a hustler

Avid watch collector

Wicked smart rapper

Certified pencil tapper

Day time napper

Look at my flow when I go I’m on a roll

It’s a stroll

When I hit my high note

Start craving a root beer float

Like woah woah

Got me feeling myself

Getting hyper

Feeling venomous like a viper

All powerful honorable king of wasabi

Top of the totem pole

I found the loophole

Who’s gonna know

This is my life fasho