MBNel - Crazy lyrics
[MBNel - Crazy lyrics]
Ramey that shit
Don't get it twisted, I get money, guns
Respect and I got bitches
They saying life's a bitch but
Married to the streets
Mr and Mrs
Police knocking on my door
Won't let 'em in unless they kick it
I been pushing foreigns but still
Pulling skit's inside of Civics
This shit unrealistic
Now I'm signing deals worth quarter million
Stealing from my mama everyday
Was eating Church's chicken
Was off the porch but finding
Ways of staying optimistic
Everytime the suckers slid
They popped the shots but opps still missing
No pot to piss in
Ain't no money bitches curvin' me
And since that bag got bigger the
Same bitches out here slurping me
Turned into the plug
Ain't even nobody out here serving me
And all these dirty pistols don't hit
Lights 'cause ain't no blurping me
Dumbass, what you thought catching me
Loafing was that easy?
You got tints up on that car
You look suspicious then we cheesin' 'em
Pistol changed the weather doing cold
But we freezing 'em
Still yelling Free Squeeze but he ain't
Trippin' 'cause he eatin' 'em
Name a rapper in my city who in this league
Bullets to his lobe gon' make him
Stall just like a six-speed
I'm easily influenced
Been moving different like the rich be
And these shots gon' make him drop
It's gon' do more than make you tipsy
RIP to Nipsey
Lately I been trying to hustle motivate
See you doing better today
Might show you lil more than hate
Weight up on my shoulders adding
Up making me overweight
Then they say pay attention when it
Feel like I done overcame
I'ma pull up in the whip and the engine
So loud you gon' here when I'm coming
Tuh
Ain't switched on a nigga
Almost drowned couple times
On my wrist when I bussed it
Tuh
My back to the homie and be the imposter
I'm playing among us
Hate nothing take losses if I lose it
All 'cause I started with nothing
Aye
Oh Nel actin' funny he got a lil money
It boosting my confidence
I'm so ahead
They'll never catch up even
If they were condiments
All of the Glocks got nics hanging
Out like we holding up oxygens
He turning on when he off of that pill
You know that we aye
Done with the block
Love with the money you know
That it's changin' me
Yo cred from the streets don't work with the
Bank hey what's your thang with it
You adding the K behind all of our names
But ain't shot a thang with it
My youngest be spraying it Lysol really
Be cleaning the stain with it
Don't get it twisted, I get money, guns
Respect and I got bitches
They saying life's a bitch but
Married to the streets
Mr and Mrs
Police knocking on my door
Won't let 'em in unless they kick it
I been pushing foreigns but still
Pulling skit's inside of Civics
This shit unrealistic
Now I'm signing deals worth quarter million
Stealing from my mama everyday
Was eating Church's chicken
Was off the porch but finding
Ways of staying optimistic
Everytime the suckers slid
They popped the shots but opps still missing
No pot to piss in
Ain't no money bitches curvin' me
And since that bag got bigger the
Same bitches out here slurping me
Turned into the plug
Ain't even nobody out here serving me
And all these dirty pistols don't hit
Lights 'cause ain't no blurping me
Dumbass, what you thought catching me
Loafing was that easy?
You got tints up on that car
You look suspicious then we cheesin' 'em
Pistol changed the weather doing cold
But we freezing 'em
Still yelling Free Squeeze but he ain't
Trippin' 'cause he eatin' 'em
Name a rapper in my city who in this league
Bullets to his lobe gon' make him
Stall just like a six-speed
I'm easily influenced
Been moving different like the rich be
And these shots gon' make him drop
It's gon' do more than make you tipsy
RIP to Nipsey
Lately I been trying to hustle motivate
See you doing better today
Might show you lil more than hate
Weight up on my shoulders adding
Up making me overweight
Then they say pay attention when it
Feel like I done overcame
I'ma pull up in the whip and the engine
So loud you gon' here when I'm coming
Tuh
Ain't switched on a nigga
Almost drowned couple times
On my wrist when I bussed it
Tuh
My back to the homie and be the imposter
I'm playing among us
Hate nothing take losses if I lose it
All 'cause I started with nothing
Aye
Oh Nel actin' funny he got a lil money
It boosting my confidence
I'm so ahead
They'll never catch up even
If they were condiments
All of the Glocks got nics hanging
Out like we holding up oxygens
He turning on when he off of that pill
You know that we aye
Done with the block
Love with the money you know
That it's changin' me
Yo cred from the streets don't work with the
Bank hey what's your thang with it
You adding the K behind all of our names
But ain't shot a thang with it
My youngest be spraying it Lysol really
Be cleaning the stain with it