Crazy

You niggas ain't familiar with pressure aye

Smoke away my pain don't kill the feelings but it's better aye

Writing jail to jail was locked up still sending letters aye

Free my brother wig instead off years they gave him letters

Tears on my sweater

Jerrid death had fucked me up but Shizz ain't no better aye

Told me pray for better days I still feel no better aye

Baby mama act like she can't chill but she better aye

Stress me out the drugs just help me deal with it better aye

I'm losing love pursuing talker racks

When I say bae I catch this play imma call u back

Could have it all today and more and give up all of that