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July
1,144
Hip-Hop/Rap
July was released on March 12, 2021 by Republic/Grade A Music/Posty as a part of the album Crazy
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AlbumCrazy
Release DateMarch 12, 2021
LabelRepublic/Grade A Music/Posty
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

[Intro]
They call me crazy
[Verse 1]
I remember sellin' quarters back when I was broke
Never made me much money 'cause I had to smoke
I used to tell myself, at least, I wasn't sellin' Coke
I had to quit 'cause fake friends started tellin' folk
The problem is, the folks they tellin' was the fuckin' Jakes
And the ones I thought really were my friends was were just some fuckin' snakes
If I had to do it all again, I'd take that fuckin' case
Livin' my life knowin' sometimes that’s just how much it takes
But nowadays I just stay prayed up, I ain't got time to be laid up
All them many nights I stayed up, it's about time that they paid us
All them hard nights damn sure made us feel like we could be the greatest
I was born in July
And got rich on they broke ass, I remember back when I could die
Now I throw a song in the sky, I'm immortal for the night
They call me crazy
But maybe that's 'cause I am
But would you lie for me? I can't tell
If I jump from the ledge, will you tell them u fell?
Tell 'em I fly, tell 'em I fall, into the sky
Would you tell 'em that I'm crazy?
Or tell 'em when they aimin' for your chips and they let you lay in the streets, to be ready for a war or just keep on prayin' for peace
If I never see the top 'til I'll see your face in my cleats
Then I will stomp you in the dirt, Lord forgive me for my dirt
I was raised in the church so I stop to pray and I preach
Sweet Home Alabama, but you ain't saying it sweet
I was born in the summer, might cop a place on the beach
That's the fruits of my labor, man, life is a fuckin' peach
It's a cold, cold world, we just tryna stay in the heat
I ain't never finished college, some things you just can't teach
I'm American, baby, hear the freedom in my speech
I'll be mad as a bitch, I don't sell a million at least
They worth a million a piece, that's one in a million me
Just call me crazy
Or one of a kind, yeah
July
[Instrumental]
They call me crazy
And that's fine
A lot of them I woulda died for are dead to me (Dead to me, dead to me)
Call me crazy
But I'm Clever as I'll ever be
Written by: JJ Stevens, Joshua Huie
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