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Insane
900
Hip-Hop/Rap
Insane was released on March 30, 2018 by Wealthy Season as a part of the album Insane - Single
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Release DateMarch 30, 2018
LabelWealthy Season
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Credits

Lyrics

Yaaa aa, Yaaa yaa ya ya
I been staring through the visuals
Fuck **** in my peripherals
I see fuck **** in my peripherals
There's bouta be another funeral
I just made a hit up in the studio
I'm making flix like a movie roll
I wake up feeling like I'm Al Pacino
Tony Montana my riches on Kimo ???
Looking like this when I get me a kilo
Try to wip it till it's swimming like Nemo
I just go hard I can't let down my people
My momma she sad I don't answer her calls
I been on road just answering calls
My mind it ain't right but it's nothing at all
All by myself I just go through it all
So think about shorty but it's history dog
I live my life through the hallway
Want to hear what my song says
I can't trust me a soul
You never know if they friend or they foe
Trust in myself and I trust in my bro
And he'll be on stage when I'm doing my shows (doing my shows)
We gonna get it by any means
And if a fuck **** gonna intervene
Then he gonna have to watch his back (yeah)
Or he gonna lose his whole fucking spleen
It's just me and my fucking team I can count on em like 1 2 3
Whole trinity real **** in my vicinity fuck a hundred
They just keep an infinity word to my enemies (yeah)
Think I'm insane
I load the chopper 5 times up to your brain
You won't reach the landline I let it bang
You gonna think it's dead time think I'm insane
I'm a walking landmine think I'm insane
If any **** you a fraud I turn myself to a star
I had to tear off my heart
I had to turn to a shark
I been in doubt from the start
I see the fumes when I burk
I had to jug and finesse
And watch me go out for the kill
I'm bout to aim for they necks
I'm making moves like it's chest
And I'm always on time like Ashanty
I'm on a wave like tsunamis
No wonder why these bitches on me
Cuz I'm body death kamikaze
All I want is sloppy toppy
I sip henny and juice for the pain
I stand in my boots in the rain
In the streets we don't shoot at the range
We just cock it and let it go bang
Insane I feel like Cobain
I'm in the streets fucking sidewalk
You gonna see me up on my block
Twist your head like a dreadlock
And we na care if the feds watch
Cuz we don't speak we let the led talk
Hitters gonna spark in the morning I just been zoned in
Swear I was chosen ain't no coming short here in ???
This is my moment through I will own it ??? (yeah)
I been staring through the visuals
Fuck **** in my peripherals
I see fuck **** in my peripherals
There's bouta be another funeral
I load the chopper 5 times up to your brain
You won't reach the landline I let it bang
You gonna think it's dead time think I'm insane
I'm a walking landmine think I'm insane...
Written by: Jean-Claude Ades
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