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kay just krazy - ​tenkay lyrics

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[intro]

[you are listening to 1c radio, on 34 fm]
[1c, p*ssy!]

[verse]
am i crazy for being kay, or is kay just crazy?

keep it on my body for the n*ggas in the h that hate me
am i crazy or just a product of the world that made me?
im finna break these boys off, lemme break of the safety
the bands stacked when it’s rainy, it ain’t a day that i can’t eat
i’m just a dog that knows how to make sh*t stretch like [jb?]
can’t slow down till i’m in a mansion, and every day, a new ap
my [?] stretching for the [?] all the way down to a league
south side, south side, and all thosе boys who ride
these n*ggas want mе to die when i slide back and i shine
i put the d*ck in yo b*tch and blow a disk out her spine
she blow a kiss to this d*ck when she sayin’ goodbye
her man’s 6’7 but he can still get ate by the ‘nine
it’s 10 ways tenkay could get away with a crime
11 days in that bando, every night i would cry
a n*gga started talking to the roaches from time to time
but i’m scared of roaches, that’s how i knew that i was losing my mind
avoiding mirrors, i can’t even look myself in the eye
i’m just a sh*ll of man, that never backed on the plan
the beach house in miami, dirty bands in the sand
i make money and i make enemies, i stand on my business
b*tch i’m a boss, not no street n*gga, don’t get it twisted
had to put a red dot to his nose like sweet tooth, now he twisted
hot n*gga, bobby shmurda, the glock throwing his fitted
i got a foot fetish, i’ll admit it, but i can never taste the feet
so much alcohol in my body, smell like vodka when i pee
they let me slip the mac through, now me and mack in vip
mack fallin’ off the ketamine, he need to take a seat
three brown*skins on my d*ck, these b*tches look like tlc
but i don’t trust no groupie hoes, so i’d rather beat my meat
tell juicy j and dj paul i sh*tted on they beat
i feel like three 6, but put a 4 right after the 3
in the 1c mansion xav poured a 4, right after the 3
we flip yo block, then we spin it, in an suv
the k in the front, guess who grip it? that n*gga ksuuvi
i take his eye out. fetty wap, now “[?]” what he screams
or should i say we, cause ain’t no f*cking “i” in my team
you know how many n*ggas got birthed after the work of 1c?
and the fact that n*ggas can’t recognize, mane that sh*t beyond me
tenkay became his own god so there ain’t sh*t beyond me
i’m screaming “free v nasty”, till my throat raspy

i ain’t gotta get the b*tch drunk, for me she get nasty
i get drunk and start wilin’, man, you can’t put it past me
my connect hook me up on the low, don’t tax me
i look like leo dicaprio in the great gatsby
my youngest slang dope when he should be at a kool aid stand
i’m finna run through yo b*tch walls, like the kool aid man
f*ck a curfew i was outside all night past 2 a.m
my fans sent me a random rapper, said “tenkay, you made him”
n*gga say he lifting pounds, he couldn’t lift that weight in a gym
mixing compounds in the trap, i ain’t even pass chem
n*ggas b*tchmade, they femme, i’m that boy, yes i’m him
tupac above the rim, two shots’ll leave you limp
call me fred durst n*gga, cause this biscuit left him limp
i’ll stomp a n*gga face, steel toe on the timbs
i know a dyk* that stay strapped, surrounded by real men
i’m uncle phil in this house, n*gga, you will smith
the way i pull the beam out, it’s like lord of the sith
they’ve never seen no sh*t like this before, tenkay a myth
n*ggas turn to hoes like bruce jenner, and i feel like kris
it’s get money or die trying, i’mma take that risk
put tenkay on the forbes, i’mma make that list
on yo’ dead cousin grave, i’mma take that p*ss

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