Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crazy, artist - 50 Cent.
Date of issue: 09.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crazy |
It feels like I'm going crazy |
Nothing can save me |
I'm always gon' through the haze |
I can't stop staring out my window |
Choppa and my pistol |
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head |
I'm exhausted, last night I lost it |
Let the homie's 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 been together 60 years, that's what they call love |
Paid for my first cousin wedding, over 200 grand |
Then two kids and six years later, he's the wrong man |
I woke up this morning, really wasn't feeling myself |
Thought about suicide, but me, I ain't killin myself |
My cousin Corey shot his girlfriend, then shot himself in the head |
Before I shoot myself, I'm shootin everyone else kid |
It feels like I'm going crazy |
Nothing can save me |
I'm always gon' through the haze |
I can't stop staring out my window |
Choppa and my pistol |
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head |
I can't stop staring out my window |
Choppa and my pistol |
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head |
My favorite uncle Roc got twisted, ‘til that liquor gave him sugar |
Had complications once or twice, that shit fucked up his liver |
To me he’s still the man, cause see me, I still remember |
That lil’ snorkel he bought me to stay warm that December |
I was sleeping in the basement, the window had a draft |
Even with the electric heater, I was freezing my ass |
I got some money now, so if I die before him, I'ma leave it to him |
He can have a fine nurse, put that insulin needle to him |
Called my son twice, he ain't pickin' up the 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 letting of MAC rounds |
Home invasion robberies, we ran in that crack house |
Took them niggas paper and all of they packs out |
It feels like I'm going crazy |
Nothing can save me |
I'm always gon' through the haze |
I can't stop staring out my window |
Choppa and my pistol |
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head |
I can't stop staring out my window |
Choppa and my pistol |
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head |
Then I was in the second row |
The second time Em married Kim |
Looking at Proof like |
"How much you think this gon' cost them?" |
Feels like a set up, Shaniqua's being nice to me |
I rather a nigga just put a knife to me |
Than go through the emotions |
The confusion and commotions |
Never die down in my head, they keep going |
It feels like I'm God's punchin' bag on occasions |
Amazing, other days I feel like I'm his favorite |
I never bite my tongue, I just call a spade a spade |
When life 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 am I gon' go to now? |
That was his partner, see he knew everything about her |
Now he's saying he don't wanna live without her |
It feels like I'm going crazy |
Nothing can save me |
I'm always gon' through the haze |
I can't stop staring out my window |
Choppa and my pistol |
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head |