[Intro]
"How did all this trouble begin?"
"Livin' in America!"
"Hahaha, nothin' wrong"
"Nothing wrong at all you're not in any difficulty?"
"But you're out on bond"
"No I'm not." (Sheesh)
"Have all the charges been dropped?" (Yo, goin' crazy)
"Yeah I'm out of love" (All my n***as goin' crazy, yeah)
"Ahaha are you out on love or out of love, which is it?" (IAmMillzMusic)
Sheesh
"I don't love!" (All my n***as goin' crazy, yeah)
"I'm out of love tonight-tonight, you find me" (All these bitches goin' crazy)
"Now, James, this isn't the first time you and your wife have had a problem, are you two gonna be able to work this out?"
See a n***a with the money, and I'm whippin' water [?] I make 'em money goin' crazy

[Verse]
Came in on the new shit
N***as talking dumb, but they ain't nevеr do shit
Hoes on me and they prolly actin' stupid
I'll nеver wife no bitch, that's foolish
I don't care about shit but my jeweler
Fuck school, I'm The Black Ferris Bueller
Clip longer than a motherfuckin' ruler
Versace on a n***a like I'm fuckin' on Medusa, woah
Take a second
Think about it, take a second
All my n***as eatin' we need seconds
I be killin' n***as, that's a preference
I be smokin' weed, up in heaven
All these n***as Microsoft, Windows 7
I'ma be the man 'round here and that's a blessing
I been killin' motherfuckers since a fuckin' adolescent
N***a you should feel threatened, god damn
I'm the fuckin' man, bitch, I'm dumping off the gym
Dunkin' on these n***as I don't even need a rim
Run up on yo' spot, killin' him, him and him
All my n***as crazy, but my pockets never slim
Boy I swear the god, ballin' out like I'm Tim Hardaway, Hardaway
Ballin' out like I'm Tim, sheesh
I just ballin' out like I'm Tim
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Hopped on the track like, damn, I'ma get 'em
Fried a motherfucker like I'm motherfuckin' skin'
Boy it's JuiceTheKidd on this track, I'ma get it
Choppa kinda hungry, it better heat you off a dinner
I'm the fuckin' man and yo' n***as know I'm in it
Real as hell, real as hell, I'd never be pretended
Real as hell, real as hell, yeah
Why is hell, surgicel, yeah
Smokin' weed got me freal
Damn, I'm up in the sky
I can see clouds, I'm so motherfuckin' high
N***as talking dumb, fuck around and he gon' die
Run up on 'em with the choppa, leave his momma traumatised
Bitch I am the man, who the fuck is you to I
Bitch I am the man, I'm too motherfuckin' high
Bitch I am the man, I'm so motherfuckin' fried
One more inch, and I can prolly touch the sky like, damn
[Chorus]
Goin' crazy
All my n***as goin' crazy, ayy
All my n***as goin' crazy, ayy
We got that white like Shady, ayy
You know my n***as goin' crazy
Rock-a-bye, I ain't talkin' 'bout baby

[Outro]
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