(what they want?)they want that killing shit

that dumb shit that where you from shit

that ride around you hood all day with your gun shit

all i got to my name is two bricks and one felony

your going back to jail thats what my country's keep on telling me

i really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me

when the government throwing more curves than the letter C

i said the letter C i guess thats for correctional

they try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable



(chorus)

god damn another trap i think bush trying to punish us

sending little messages out to each and every one of us

real g shit well thats really unheard of

when you get more time for selling dope than murder

in this crazy world

this world keeps spinning my rims still spinning

even though the money slow we still spinning

in this crazy world

let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning

same thing different day still burning

in this crazy world and this dopes still selling

and these nigga's still telling

when you make it through the day its no talent

in this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

in this crazy world



when i was fourteen i turned nothing to a quarter meal

probably why i never give a f**k about a record deal

and i ain't never tried this shit imagine how the wife feel

but that don't even matter though trying to pay the light bill,

light bill, phone bill plus my granted nerve bills

feel like i should be taking off imagine how my nerves feel

i want a new bently my aunty need a kidney

and if i let her pass her children never will forgive me



(chorus)

god damn another trap i think bush trying to punish us

sending little messages out to each and every one of us

real g shit well thats really unheard of

when you get more time for selling dope than murder

in this crazy world

this world keeps spinning my rims still spinning

even though the money slow we still spinning

in this crazy world

let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning

same thing different day still burning

in this crazy world and this dopes still selling

and these nigga's still telling

when you make it through the day its no talent

in this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

in this crazy world



i ain't a x box so why you niggas trying to play with me

i really be the streets so what you niggas got to say to me

cant be much cant be much (why?) cuz i ain't listening

i just left the hood and ill be damned if they ain't filling them

want to see me fall off guess that just the way it be

old school timber beam them usually that the way it be

and plus i got a driver that get them things from a to b

soon as you get your money right they hit you with conspiracy



(chorus)

god damn another trap i think bush trying to punish us

sending little messages out to each and every one of us

real g shit well thats really unheard of

when you get more time for selling dope than murder

in this crazy world

this world keeps spinning my rims still spinning

even though the money slow we still spinning

in this crazy world

let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning

same thing different day still burning

in this crazy world and this dopes still selling

and these nigga's still telling

when you make it through the day its no talent

in this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

in this crazy world