Crazy (feat. PnB Rock)

I'm goin' crazy

I'm goin' out of my head

It feels like I'm goin' crazy

Nothing can save me

I'm goin' close to the edge, ay, ay

I can't stop starin' out my window

Chopper and my pistol

I'm goin' out of my head, he-he-head

I'm exhausted, last night, I lost it

Let the homies get loose, I'm sure I'ma get the lawsuit

Nana called, my granddaddy coughin' up blood

Got an infection, the cycle of life just sucks

I bet when he die, she die, just because

They've been together sixty years, that's what they call love

Paid for my first cousin wedding, over two hundred grand

Then two kids and six years later, he's the wrong man

I woke up this morning, really wasn't feelin' myself

Thought about suicide, but me, I ain't killin' myself

My cousin Dory shot his girlfriend then shot himself in the head

Before I shoot myself, I'm shootin' everyone else, kid

My head achin', my hands shakin', I'm sweatin' bullets

And it ain't even hot in this bitch, I'm goin' through it

My mind playin' tricks on me, I mean, shit homie

I might need a straitjacket fit for me

It feels like I'm goin' crazy

Nothing can save me

I'm goin' close to the edge, ay, ay

I can't stop starin' out my window

Chopper and my pistol

I'm goin' out of my head, he-he-head

My favorite uncle Roc got twisted till that liquor gave him sugar

Had complications once or twice, that shit fucked up his liver

To me, he's still a man, 'cause see, me, I still remember

That blue snorkel he bought me to stay warm that December

I was sleepin' in the basement, the window had a draft

Even with the electric heater, I was freezin' my ass

I got some money now, so if I die before him, I'ma leave it to him

He could have a fine nurse put that insulin needle to him

Called my son twice, he ain't pickin' up his phone

And Banks, me and him don't even talk no more

You know 'cause of me, he ain't never have to sell crack

Never used no knife or had to squeeze no strap

But if I go tonight, I bet you I'm hellbound

For cocaine distribution and lettin' off MAC rounds

Home invasion robberies, we ran in that crack house

Took them ****' paper and all of they packs out

It feels like I'm goin' crazy

Nothing can save me

I'm goin' close to the edge, ay, ay

I can't stop starin' out my window

Chopper and my pistol

I'm goin' out of my head, he-he-head

Man, I was in the second row the second time Em married Kim

Lookin' at Proof like, "How much you think this gon' cost them?"

Feels like a set up, Shaniqua's being nice to me

I'd rather a **** just put a knife in me

Than go through the emotions, the confusion and commotions

Never die down in my head, they keep goin'

It feels like I'm God's punchin' bag on occasions

Amazing on other days, I feel like I'm his favorite

I never bite my tongue, I just call a spade a spade

When life's feedin' me lemons, I just make lemonade

My nana beat cancer, it came back for a rematch

Life without my old girl, I couldn't see that

My grandpa was the strongest, then he broke down and I broke down

I looked around like, if shit go bad now, who I'ma go to now?

That was his partner, see he knew everything about her

Now he's sayin' he don't wanna live without her

It feels like I'm goin' crazy

Nothing can save me

I'm goin' close to the edge, ay, ay

I can't stop starin' out my window

Chopper and my pistol

I'm goin' out of my head, he-he-head