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crazy - fbg young lyrics

[intro: fbg young]
(hehe, levi, you crazy)
yeah, yeah
clout boyz, that sh*t crazy (godd*mn, that sh*t crazy)
godd*mn, that sh*t crazy
that sh*t crazy
godd*mn

[chorus: fbg young & fbg dutchie]
d*mn, my own n*ggas plottin’ on me, that sh*t crazy
my b*tch f*cked my homie, that sh*t crazy
my dawg og been goin’ through it lately (keep your head up, r.i.p.)
i lost too many n*ggas to the field, it’s crazy (godd*mn)
d*mn, my n*ggas plottin’ on me, that sh*t crazy (that sh*t crazy)
my b*tch, she f*cked my homie, that sh*t crazy (that sh*t crazy)
my dawg og been goin’ through it lately (keep your head up, r.i.p.)
(sh*t real out here, man, it’s dutchie)
i lost too many n*ggas to the field, it’s crazy
[verse 1: fbg dutchie]
rest in peace boss trell, that sh*t crazy (bro god)
rest in peace shondale, that sh*t crazy (bro god)
that’s how it is in the field, n*ggas shady (n*ggas shady)
n*ggas your homie, but they try to play crazy (goofy*ass n*gga)
that sh*t dead with me, n*gga, you*you ain’t my mans (boy, you ain’t my mans)
you wasn’t in the field totin’ a iron with me, then no, you ain’t my mans (no, n*gga, you ain’t my mans)
hold up, godd*mn (godd*mn)
i donе lost my n*gga to some f*ck sh*t (to some f*ck sh*t)
you a f*ck n*gga (f*ck n*gga), i don’t f*ck around (f*ck around)
and you the typе of n*ggas i don’t f*ck with (f*ck with)
nah, they crazy in this field (field)
every day a body drop, somebody else gettin’ k!lled (man down)
another n*gga get slammed (slammed), get quacked, waitin’ on appeals (appeal)
in the field, sh*t real (sh*t real), this sh*t cray, but it’s real, ‘ville (let’s get it)

[chorus: fbg young]
d*mn, my own n*ggas plottin’ on me, that sh*t crazy (godd*mn, godd*mn)
my b*tch f*cked my homie, that sh*t crazy
my dawg og been goin’ through it lately (r.i.p.)
i lost too many n*ggas to the field, it’s crazy
d*mn, my n*ggas plottin’ on me, that sh*t crazy (godd*mn, godd*mn)
my b*tch, she f*cked my homie, that sh*t crazy (uh*huh)
my dawg og been goin’ through it lately (godumb, it’s young)
i lost too many n*ggas to the field, it’s crazy
[verse 2: fbg young]
in january, i lost my lieutenant (d*mn), that sh*t crazy (r.i.p. tooka)
but ever since bt, it been crazy (it been crazy)
in the field, n*ggas play to be, but make*believe (flodgin’*ass n*ggas)
they tried to ricky me, that sh*t crazy (uh*huh)
got some n*ggas who locked up now (up now)
got some n*ggas that’s up top now (r.i.p.)
got some n*ggas that don’t always come around (f*ck ’em)
but i’m still on the block and i hold it down, that sh*t crazy (uh*huh)
shot who? i wasn’t around (around)
these n*ggas makin’ statements on me, that sh*t crazy (that sh*t crazy)
and all i wanna do is get my bread up (my bread up)
thought that was my down b*tch, to my homie, she gave her head up (she a thot)
i wish wee wee would’ve missed them pigs, sn*tched my mans up (free bro)
i be thinkin’ icy wrist, couldn’t picture handcuffs (unh*uh)

- fbg young lyrics

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