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Crazy Video (MV)




Performed By: Lonti
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: DeLonti Henry




Lonti - Crazy Lyrics




I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone

Can't never forget about the niggas that left me for dead
Couldn't politic with blood when I needed and it f*cked up my head
Using kids to get through to a Nigga man that shit so lame
Post postpartum depression she fighting won't accept that changed
Fake shit took a toll
Through every situation I ain't fold
Shuge death left me cold
Chill my thoughts out when I'm blowed
They ah try to drive you insane
From a situation that's old
How could you say that I ain't changed
Never told nobody shit bout what I know
You play a foul game but It ain't no run back
You fumbled the ball but I don't even touch that
Can't win with everybody they be stuck in the mentality
Trying to fight for shit that ain't meant like fighting gravity
When it's a lot of dead weight it's kinda hard to stay afloat
The closest ones be fake watch for lies that they quote
Don't be telling all yo business you don't know what they be on
One day she may be a witness when you in that cell alone

I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone
I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone

Still doing what I got to
Can't let fake shit hold me back
Smiling in yo face talk behind you back
Ain't the type of nigga to deal with that
I did for you, you would try to
I'm supposed to trust you but yet the one you lie to
You failed every real nigga test that got ran by you
You was quick to leave but you was all I had
Can't stop and let future be determined by the past
F*ck making it last just stay true to you
Wish I knew from the start this was truly you
But f*ck it them tribulations made me stronger
Feeding into your games I'll just be feeding your hunger
Debating your logic almost made a nigga go under
You did some foul shit turned ya boy to a monster
I absorbed yo energy like the king from wakanda
And I did something better with myself how they wonder
I was never scared of the hustle dived deep in that water
Hit the road for some days then break bread with my partner

I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone
I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone
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I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone

Can't never forget about the niggas that left me for dead
Couldn't politic with blood when I needed and it f*cked up my head
Using kids to get through to a Nigga man that shit so lame
Post postpartum depression she fighting won't accept that changed
Fake shit took a toll
Through every situation I ain't fold
Shuge death left me cold
Chill my thoughts out when I'm blowed
They ah try to drive you insane
From a situation that's old
How could you say that I ain't changed
Never told nobody shit bout what I know
You play a foul game but It ain't no run back
You fumbled the ball but I don't even touch that
Can't win with everybody they be stuck in the mentality
Trying to fight for shit that ain't meant like fighting gravity
When it's a lot of dead weight it's kinda hard to stay afloat
The closest ones be fake watch for lies that they quote
Don't be telling all yo business you don't know what they be on
One day she may be a witness when you in that cell alone

I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone
I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone

Still doing what I got to
Can't let fake shit hold me back
Smiling in yo face talk behind you back
Ain't the type of nigga to deal with that
I did for you, you would try to
I'm supposed to trust you but yet the one you lie to
You failed every real nigga test that got ran by you
You was quick to leave but you was all I had
Can't stop and let future be determined by the past
F*ck making it last just stay true to you
Wish I knew from the start this was truly you
But f*ck it them tribulations made me stronger
Feeding into your games I'll just be feeding your hunger
Debating your logic almost made a nigga go under
You did some foul shit turned ya boy to a monster
I absorbed yo energy like the king from wakanda
And I did something better with myself how they wonder
I was never scared of the hustle dived deep in that water
Hit the road for some days then break bread with my partner

I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone
I see that you played it crazy
Ain't worried bout you bitches lately
Weathered the storm, did it all alone
Worried bout grind and what pays me
Played it fair that's why the situation ate me
It ain't ok to call my phone
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Writer: DeLonti Henry
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