Testo Crazy - B-Eazy feat. Spade & Cheddah Blaze
Testo della canzone Crazy (B-Eazy feat. Spade & Cheddah Blaze), tratta dall'album RENTAL (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
Shit, I'm sorry I don't call my friends to check on them
I burned too many bridges, shit y'all don't understand
And I hear what you're saying, so I pack my bag
This shit just a gamble, so you buy your plan
I had to learn better, had to build my own plan
It be the last thing of a high, you can't hide a bitch
And I'm busy fighting devils here, everyday
Don't wish me well, talk shit, leave you lone
I've been writing rhymes, chasing down, wasting time
Crooked life in the city, all they do is grind
Can't cross nobody, not with this here
Even your own family change everything
Cold blood, trying to find happiness here
In a cold world, slow mind like a retard
Without a my vision, wanna click-clack
So I better watch out, and I move in
Yeah, they say, money over everything
That's what they say, money over everything
A pool of blood, over everything
They put you on your side, over everything
They bury you on your grave, over everything
Money over here, over everything
Fuck fake niggas, over everything
And I'm spitting hard, bitch nigga
Over everything!
And I close it like a chapter, but please don't give me laughter
Had to walk to like Cabana, I don't trust you motherfuckers
Moving solo like a trapper, empty souls you can fuck, yeah
Empty souls in the streets, say say, get smarter!
Wondering if your co-dependent niggas show me money
All the money, they ain't got it - on that Instagram bullshit
I don't need it, I don't want it
And I'm just coming back harder
This shit for my city, black powder
Over money, never spilled me heart
So I speed, dogs fire
Fuck cop, balling harder
Balling trees like a cypher
All I'm chasing is knowledge, so
I don't care what these fools after
Try wasting all this karma
And I spit this great, like a higher tire
So I came back clean, and I'm spitting on this street so fire, fire
Yeah, they say, money over everything
That's what they say, money over everything
A pool of blood, over everything
They put you on your side, over everything
They bury you on your grave, over everything
Money over here, over everything
Fuck fake niggas, over everything
And I'm spitting hard, bitch nigga
Over everything!
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