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Crazy
34
Hip-Hop/Rap
Crazy was released on February 17, 2023 by Courtesy Of as a part of the album Crazy - Single
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Release DateFebruary 17, 2023
LabelCourtesy Of
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JoeLew
JoeLew
Songwriter

Lyrics

Got the world on my shoulders, they like carry that
Pussy runnin' from me, that's a scary cat
When you say you love me, hope you really mean it
I done been deceived, I done been mistreated
Tired of **** tellin' me they have me back
These same **** plottin', tryna hold me back
**** do you dirty if they really need it
We don't count L's, like we undefeated
Let's say, "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa," shit driving me crazy
Couple hundred G's to my **** on the daily, ya, shit
Whoa-whoa-whoa, shit driving me crazy, huh, shit
You don't fuck wit' me, shit, money only thing pay me
Soon they see you blessin' me, they tryna get next to me
They was thinkin' less of me, wasn't even stressing me
Took all of my L's, turn them into lessons
Took all of my failures turn them into blessings
Whoa, the hood cook no rotisserie
Phone calls with Dale, he like, "Lil bruh, you gon', make history, no mystery"
She so sick of me, she like the sex, be like you fisting me
It’s a lot of shit that broke me down, but like you fixing me
You s'pposed to hold me down, but how you liftin' me?
Sometimes, think she really rap the way she come and spit for me
I don't fuck no rat pussy, ****, can't come and sit wit' me
I remember when a **** tried to kill me, do me dirty right on Hickory
Had the shit with me, stick with me, blickied up
I just hope you really stick wit' me, I ain't talkin' 'bout stickin' up
It's fam, F-O-E, you know my **** ain't splittin' up
Takin' trips, expensive purchase, we can live it up
Got tired of runnin' down doin' dirty, telling 'em get it up
Talkin' 'bout the money, ****, I'm payin' attention, you know I'm sittin' up
Talkin' 'bout bullshit, I'm in detention, I aint hearing nuttin'
You ain't talkin' bout racks, you aint talking 'bout checks, I ain't hearing that
These **** be gangsta on that camera, I ain't into that
I just ask that you be loyal, can you gimme that?
I just ask you keep it real, hit me with the facts
You keep the cap, you could keep the cappery
I made my own race, I don't see nobody lappin' me
You’d think I made the calls to the game, like referee
Ain't no checkin' me before I had these racks, they had respect for me, respectfully
Got the world on my shoulders, they like carry that
Pussy runnin' from me, that's a scary cat
When you say you love me, hope you really mean it
I done been deceived, I done been mistreated
Tired of **** tellin' me they have me back
These same **** plottin', tryna hold me back
**** do you dirty if they really need it
We don't count L's, like we undefeated
Let's say, "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa," shit driving me crazy
Couple hundred G's to my **** on the daily, ya, shit
Whoa-whoa-whoa, shit driving me crazy, huh, shit
You don't fuck wit' me, shit, money only thing pay me
Written by: JoeLew
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