Go Krazy

Real street nigga, over East nigga

Herbo when you left them trenches, heard you took a piece with ya

It ain't been no peace, they ain't been to sleep

Got 'em feeling heat, hold a Glizzy in his fleece

I know where I came from, can't change who I'm finna be

Still a do my thang on ya gang, like it's ten of me

Trust my intuition and my brain, know they finnicky

Now I'm straight forever, I'm just making sure my niggas eat

Remember me

I had all the patience, but I'm still demanding

I can't wait on shit but paper

Niggas just was standing, me, I took it, I'm a taker

I be feeling basic when I'm landing on commercial

Buying a plane to boost my branding

Left them trenches, I couldn't stand it

I kept ending up in bookings for that shit with come with lasers

Plus my chain was sixty grand

And I was dolo with my .40

I ain't have nowhere to hand it off

'Cept this one time with my mans, us and the opps was standing off

Pressure landed on my back, I caught that shit and ran it off

Coincidence, my momma call me Randy, I'm like Randy Moss

Everyone depend on me, I disappear, they go crazy

I'm that nigga 'round my way, I made 'em go crazy

I grew up around madness, so I know crazy

Hop out broad day and spray, they say you so crazy

When in danger, I get braver, I get so courageous

And I'm dope as dope spots 'cause that dope raised me

I never quit, still legit, I never switch

I'm still working like a bitch, still forget I'm hella rich

Pop out feeling like the shit, looking, smelling like a lick

On the internet, they jealous, they can tell I'm hella lit

Accusations, hoping I explain, I don't tell 'em shit

You can't hop up in my shoes fool, they'll never fit

I'm in several whips, mind's playing tricks, think I'm selling bricks

Taking pics, don't ask me 'bout rapping, that's irrelevant

Went the hard way, independent, now I'm going crazy

Fans wanna know my business, got 'em going crazy

In them trenches 'cause I love my block

Love my Glock, hollows pop out, hug my opps

And she love the way my chains hang, hug my rocks

Real gangster, used to gangbang, so did my pops

Wrist real, look like it's custom made, word to my clock

I'll never ever fall and that's word from the top, G Herbo