JNabe, Rittz - People are Crazy lyrics
[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
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