Drive Me Crazy

Yeah, see the street lights?

I ain't slept in like 48

I'm back!

I'm here and y'all know they've been waitin' for me

Since I was 15, now I'm Yella, a hundred miles and runnin'

Easy come and easy go, that's why I work 'til midnight

I'm out of town, shorty very, dirty on the turnpike

My piss clean, I caught a case of happens to the best

The lawyer said don't smoke

I'm like, "Good lord, buddha keep me blessed"

I'm buyin' Nike stock when I see these checks

Motivated by niggas because it's bigger than me

I know that, I might go back to my old shit

Bring the fro back, that's a throwback, yeah

Watch your mouth, why you tryna talk like you know somethin'?

My competition is myself, therefore I ain't worried 'bout no one

Not a soul, pot of gold

Lookin' like a stain, niggas'll wet your mud

Leave you behind yourself, you're playin' catch up

Boy is that your blood?

Cause I done blew inside my mind since I first wrote a rhyme

Y'all all late, rappers be stuck in the booth, I'm All State

They're imposters, steak and lobster

Surf my turf, better wear your chopper

Next to Oprah at the opera, okay

If you had...

If you had everything you'd ever wanted

Right in front of me, what's it gonna be?

The lights and the drugs and the girls finally drives me crazy

Drives me crazy

Drives me crazy

Drives me crazy

Drives me crazy

Gotta love it though, they're hatin', homie

I be on Sunsets then go back to 68th and Stony

Cooked out my basement

Dropped my tape and got my homies' placements

I'll play the keys in my sleep on the beach, that's a dream vacation

Say you ain't heard, I'll let you lie, just know you digged your grave

No turnin' back once you done found that that's the hand you played

Game over, on the drivin' range in the Range Rover

Halfway sober with my middle finger up, fuck these hoes

I'm a tiger in the jungle

In the middle of the summer with the wood on me and a fiend for the snow

(White girl?) She a fiend for the blow, I'm a G, to the code

You know me, I need Keke Palmer off TLC for that T.O.P

Keys to the Jeep and the deed to the boat

Y'all cruisin', y'all losin'

Yeah I make pop music but I'm still king with the flow

This what you should've been thinkin' about

Picture everything you ever want, want, want, want

Right in front of you

The lights and the drugs and the girls finally drives me crazy

Drives me crazy

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