Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crazy , by - Cam Meekins. Song from the album Yellow, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lamp City
Song language: English
Crazy |
| Traded in my nightmares for visions |
| Realized with my thoughts I could paint these pictures |
| I’m a artist and my art is the reason I’m livin' |
| And I’m a man, got a plan so it’s time to go get it |
| Yeah, partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out |
| When I was trapped in California, all I’ve seen is a drought |
| I’m better now, got a better plan to get the cake |
| In the dead of town got a better stand that isn’t fake |
| Hearin' other rappers speak, is it real or vanity? |
| I see reality but is it real or is it sanity? |
| I know the man in me, he stand above me, on my hands and knees |
| Prayin' I’ma make it to the top, the real man is me |
| 'Cause blood sweat and tears is the real net worth |
| While they was lookin' for a deal I was sellin' sweatshirts |
| Some of y’all gon' get hurt when I drop the verses |
| And I swear it’s like a funeral, my beats are put in hearses |
| Sometimes the volatility can get to me, but I ain’t scared |
| When I was 17 writing raps in class he wasn’t there |
| I’m standin' out like some titties now, fuck if I care |
| I’m hangin' out, run the city now, she there if I’m there |
| I ain’t around too much, I’m in the studio |
| Shit, I don’t play no games, these rappers Yu-Gi-Oh |
| Every time I write these tracks it’s like my last time |
| I play these shows like tonight could be my last dime |
| I’m like a drug addict, too kicked-in but one last time |
| I have to come super correct with my last lines |
| I understand man if they gon' give me beef |
| So I’m takin' baseball bats to the track like it’s my pastime |
| Traded in my nightmares for visions |
| Realized with my thoughts I could paint these pictures |
| I’m a artist and my art is the reason I’m livin' |
| And I’m a man, got a plan so it’s time to go get it |
| Partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out |
| Trapped in California, all I’ve seen is a drought |
| Partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out |
| Partially crazy |
| Uh, I was crazy and I mean it, kicking faces |
| Feel amazing, I believe it, but it’s fate and what I’m seein' |
| What I’m bleedin' on the track, best believe I’m kickin' back |
| 'Cause the demons in my words tell my soul to counteract |
| What I’m feelin', I’m facin' these emotions |
| The mental therapy within my moleskin is potent |
| Broad historical context, my songs here forever |
| Even if you fucking kill me you can’t burn digital letters |
| I’m takin' shots, back to back, got a bullet Bourbon |
| Cap the gradient, drunk drivin' so I pull up swervin' |
| Suicidal thoughts but I don’t really wanna die though |
| Who am I to drop the illest mixtape in a while |
| Without this I got nothin' so I’m lettin' this out |
| I don’t got no job trainin', all I got is the clout |
| And whenever my brain decides to start lettin' me out |
| I’ma go hard to the death 'cause the art’s what I’m about |
| And I don’t even really letch’yall in |
| I guess privacy’s the place I feel comfortable in |
| Just hope you never give up tryin' 'cause for me, I got a destiny |
| And art ain’t just the reason motherfucker, it’s the recipe |
| My lines tighter like I’m bangin' out a virgin |
| Preaching bars to disciples and they hangin' on my sermon |
| I gotta get my word in, I know it takes some time |
| But I’ma always fall back on the power of the rhyme |
| Traded in my nightmares for visions |
| Realized with my thoughts I could paint these pictures |
| I’m a artist and my art is the reason I’m livin' |
| And I’m a man, got a plan so it’s time to go get it |
| Partially crazy in my mind but the genius is out |
| Trapped in California, all I’ve seen is a drought |
| Partially crazy |