Crazy World

What they want?

They want that young shit

That dumb shit, that where you from shit

That ride around your hood all day with your gun shit

All I got to my name is two bricks and one felony

Your going back to jail, that's what my conscious keep on telling me

I really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me

When the government throwing more curves than the letter C

I said the letter C, I guess that's for correctional

They try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable

God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us

Send a little message out to each and every one of us

Real G shit, well that's really unheard of

When you get more time for selling dope than murder

In this crazy world

This world keeps spinning, my rims still spinning

Even though the money slow, we still spend it

In this crazy world

Let this world keep turning, yeah my blunt still burning

Same thing, different day, still burning

In this crazy world

And this dopes still selling, and these niggas still telling

Will you make it through the day, it's no telling

In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

In this crazy world

When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter mill

Probably why I never give a fuck about a record deal

And I ain't never tried this shit, imagine how that white feel

But that don't even matter though, trying to pay the light bill

Light bill, phone bill, plus my granny nerve pills

Feel like I should be takin' 'em, imagine how my nerves feel

I want a new Bentley, my aunty need a kidney

And if I let her pass her children never will forgive me

God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us

Send a little message out to each and every one of us

Real G shit, well that's really unheard of

When you get more time for selling dope than murder

In this crazy world

This world keeps spinning, my rims still spinning

Even though the money slow, we still spend it

In this crazy world

Let this world keep turning, yeah my blunt still burning

Same thing, different day, still burning

In this crazy world

And this dopes still selling, and these niggas still telling

Will you make it through the day, it's no telling

In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

In this crazy world

I ain't a Xbox, so why you niggas trying to play with me

I really be the streets, so what you niggas got to say to me

Can't be much, can't be much (why) cause I ain't listening

I just left the hood and I'll be damned if they ain't filling them

Want to see me fall off, guess that's just the way it be

Old school timber beam, them usually that the way it be

And plus I got a driver that get them things from A to B

Soon as you get your money right, they hit you with conspiracy

God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us

Send a little message out to each and every one of us

Real G shit, well that's really unheard of

When you get more time for selling dope than murder

In this crazy world

This world keeps spinning, my rims still spinning

Even though the money slow, we still spend it

In this crazy world

Let this world keep turning, yeah my blunt still burning

Same thing, different day, still burning

In this crazy world

And this dopes still selling, and these niggas still telling

Will you make it through the day, it's no telling

In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

In this crazy world