Crazy

G Herbo, Swervo Humble Beast man, you know I'm just doin' me, I can't complain A product of my environment, of course I am Walkin' with this torch I am Still smell like gunpowder, straight up off that porch I am Youngest nigga got up on his grizzy, without force I am Go and cop that new Ferrari, 700 horse, I am And I told my big bros, "Let me see you run it up" I don't give a motherfuck 'bout them if they ain't one of us Niggas, they ain't nothin' like us They wasn't on that block like us They don't tote them Glocks like us They won't die for Roc like us Understandin', overhanded, get that money rubberband it Count it first before you spend it I don't think they comprehend it Thinkin' 'bout my big bro Crazy James, he got apprehended All we know is blocka-blocka-blocka then the coppers had him Can't forget my bro Da Roe, I love him like my mama had him That night we lost Kobe on the 8 block, had that Glock beside him Can't forget about them days and nights 'cause they made me We survived the trenches, we was crazy I was lonely, I was hungry, almost drove me crazy Walked out the house and got right in the streets, that shit was crazy Bullets flyin' right in front of me, that shit was crazy Shooters divin' right in front of me, my niggas crazy Don't know how but I made it home, shit was crazy Turned me out then eventually I just start goin' crazy When I say I don't give a f*ck they think I'm crazy Don't blame me, I'm just a product of what made me Used to post up on that corner It was after midnight on a school night 30 clip right on us, Lord I promise, I'm just tryna do right Tell me how you grew up, this my story, let me hear what you like Bullet wounds in middle school, he just tryna protect his new bike Now I did the Presidential, I might go Patek with blue light I might go Ben Frank the Mueller, make it work, curse out the jeweler Golden links like Rick The Ruler In your club, might build a room up Walk outside with sticks and rulers Ho shit, be so quick to do ya Anyway, I've been straight in since a teen, literally F*ck shit up, walk out tell 'em bill me, Hillary You starvin', we eatin' over here B, get a piece Closed mouths don't get fed, you a pussy, don't come near the G And they say I'm crazy, me I say I'm brazy Mom, pops, at home, the street life, that's who raised me The streets they love me one day and the next I know they hate me I love what I've become, I'm just a product of what made me I was lonely, I was hungry, almost drove me crazy Walked out the house and got right in the streets, that shit was crazy Bullets flyin' right in front of me, that shit was crazy Shooters divin' right in front of me, my niggas crazy Don't know how but I made at home, shit was crazy Turned me out then eventually I just start goin' crazy When I say I don't give a f*ck they think I'm crazy Don't blame me, I'm just a product of what made me Almost drove me crazy That shit was crazy That shit was crazy My niggas crazy Shit was crazy I just start goin' crazy They think I'm crazy I'm just a product of what made me