Go Krazy

Текст песни G Herbo - Go Krazy

(On and out)
(I woke up to this)
(Big Oz on the keyboard and shit)
(No bap)
(Tayshia Davis on the beat, man)

Ayy
Real street nigga, over east nigga
Herbo, when you left them trenches
Heard you took a piece with you (I did)
It ain't been no peace (Uh-uh), they
Ain't been asleep (They ain't been asleep)
Got 'em feelin' heat, hold a Glizzy in his fleece
I know where I came from, can't change
Where I'm finna be (Can't change)
Still'll do my thing on your gang like it's ten of me (Right now)
Trust my intuition and my brain, know they finicky
Now I'm straight forever, I'm just makin' sure my niggas eat
Remember me, I had all the patience
But I'm still demandin', I can't wait on shit but paper (Ayy)
Niggas just was starin' at me, I took it, I'm a taker (Yeah)
I be feelin' basic when I'm landin' on
Commercial, buyin' a plane to boost my brand
And left them trenches, I couldn't stand, I kept endin' up in bookings
For that shit that come with lasers, plus my chain was sixty grand
And I was dolo with my four-oh, I ain't have nowhere to hand it off
'Cept this one time with my mans, us
And the opps was standin' off (Grrt)
Pressure landed on my back, I caught that shit and ran it off
Coincidence my mama call me Randy, I'm like Randy Moss
Everyone depend on me, I disappear, they go crazy
I'm that nigga 'round my way, I made 'em go crazy
I grew up around madness, so I know crazy (I know crazy)
Hop out broad day and spray, they say you so crazy
When in danger, I get braver, I get so courageous
And I'm dope as dope spots 'cause that dope raised me
I never quit, still legit, I never switched
I'm still workin' like a bitch, still forget I'm hella rich
Pop out feelin' like the shit, lookin'
, Smellin' like a lick (Like a lick)
On the internet, they jealous, they can tell I'm hella lit (Ha)
Accusations, hopin' I explain, I don't tell 'em shit (Fuck it)
You can't hop up in my shoes, fool, they'll never fit
I'm in several whips, mans playin' tricks, think I'm sellin' bricks
Takin' pics, don't ask me 'bout rappin', that's irrelevant
Went the hard way, independent, now I'm goin' crazy (Goin' crazy)
Fans wanna know my business, got 'em goin' crazy
In them trenches 'cause I love my block (My block)
Love my Glock, hollows pop out, hug my opps (Baow)
And she love the way my chains hang, hug my rocks
Real gangster, used to gangbang, so did my pops
Wrist rare, look like it's custom-made, word to my clock
I'll never, ever fall, and that's word from the top
G Herbo