Kevin Gates - Crazy (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Transportation makes you happy

When your life’s a living hell

Cause I was joking behind those prayers

We don’t go to jail

When they try to attempt

And it bends over

Seek a hit

Shoot and miss

Red winner, huh?

Look who’s in the building

Let me check my Instagram

I might be at a meeting

You watch your mind

I’m on my grime

And I’m supplyin’

Like The Flinstones

Reputation on the line

And no clips loan

They’re 9 to 5

You get …

Bitch I'm papered up, diamonds glistenin'

Rockin' feelings,

I ain't tapered up

Get on your shit,

Get out your feelings

Hatin', fake as fuck

Some feel I'm trippin' how I'm livin'

I can't change it up

I’m a praying man

Droppin’ change case

Wake it up!

Might just be me

I’m in the strippers

Baby no breaking off

She talkin’ reckless, bitch

Whatever phone I’m hangin’ up

Bitch so good

Can’t seem to keep this bitch away from us

And me if I fuck your bitch

She wasn’t made to love

My phone is ringing

I’m on a meeting

That’s my dog calling

Won’t point a finger

Give a heart and they may all stalk

I no longer hear voices

But I got a couple of calls

And I was crazy when the shit came back

Bitches on my dick ,fresh steppin’ on McKinley

Who dreams never had

I’m tryin’ to fetch a chicken

Trying to rob

Man I got shot

Nigga buried your truck

What up?

Ain’t nobody dead

You can’t fuck with that

We’re on our knees

Praying daily

My daddy don’t want to send me nothing

You can win the pack

Don’t turn me out

And we’re ridin’ around the bottom