Joyner Lucas – Ye Not Crazy

Joyner Lucas – Ye Not Crazy Lyrics

Artist: Joyner Lucas
Song: Ye Not Crazy

I got some bones to pick, yeah, heard no one as cold as this
Give me the stick, let me hold this sh#t
You make a move, i’ma blow this b#tch
You ’bout to get what you ‘posed to get

I don’t know this chick
Why she keep blowin’ my phone and shit?
Will someone please tell me who’s hoe this is?
n#gg#, you know who the coldest is? who’s cold as this?

My lambo got too many options, i don’t even know what mode this is
n#gg#, you know who flow this is? i just stole this sh#t
n#gg#s act like i ain’t s’posed to be rich
Like i ain’t grow up where the roaches live

Like i ain’t come up, like-
How do you spеll “crazy”? g-e-n-i-u-s
How do you spell “pay me”? irs
What you know about mental hеalth when you live in hell and you out of meds?

What the f#ck is a meltdown, when my meltdown’s on a private jet?
Labels ain’t wanna sign the check
Then i got on my ye sh#t, turned every “no” to a solid “yes”
Never care ’bout who i offend

n#gg#, i don’t care ’bout who i upset
I ain’t quit ’til i touch the sky or a n#gg# livin’ on the highest {?}
Hold up (hold up), ye is not crazy (ye is not crazy)
Even this b#tch tryna cancel me, that ain’t gon’ phase me

Yeah, i sin, god forgave me
How the f#ck i’m gon’ change the world if they gon’ change me?
Ye is not crazy (ye is not crazy), well, maybe i am (well, maybe i am)
Never thought i’d be a billionaire, now i’m like, maybe i can

Jesus walks (jesus walks), n#gg#, i ran (n#gg#, i ran)
Sorry i pissed you off, i do it again
Tell me what’s credit in god, and worse than the devil, i hate all the mind games
I’m tired of eatin’ the scraps they left on the table, i need me an entrée

I wasn’t seein’ success, so i had to switch and do this sh#t my way
Shawty ain’t pay me no mind ’til i got a b#tch that she wanna {?}
Yeah, run the red lights, sayin’ f#ck what the sign say
I just went back to the future to cop me an urus and stood up my prom date

I’m havin’ dinners with billionaire hitters, they lookin’ at me like a small chase
Baby, might move to miami and buy me some kilos and turn into scarface
Yeah, they tryna do me like marilyn manson
Back me inside of a corner, and turn me to someone who shot up the dancers

Someone who won’t go to sway in the morning and tell him he don’t got the answers
Someone afraid of takin’ the mic from n#gg#s, been takin’ my chances
I got a list of you n#gg#s i’m better than
One of the greatest, but n#gg#s don’t mention him

Soon as they sleepin’ i plot my revenge, on the shelf, put a dent in them
Bein’ famous will f#ck the with the mental
I made so much money i lost all my friends
And broke up the family but kept all the realest ones

I’m not as sane as i feel i was
Hold up (hold up), ye is not crazy (ye is not crazy)
Even this b#tch tryna cancel me, that ain’t gon’ phase me
Yeah, i sin, god forgave me

How the f#ck i’m gon’ change the world if they gon’ change me?
Ye is not crazy (ye is not crazy), well, maybe i am (well, maybe i am)
Never thought i’d be a billionaire, now i’m like, maybe i can
Jesus walks (jesus walks), n#gg#, i ran (n#gg#, i ran)

Sorry i pissed you off, i do it again
Watch bust, come check my wrist, uh-uh, b#tch, i’m lit
Hit just once, that b#tch obsessed, uh-uh, b#tch, i’m blessed
Too on point, i just don’t miss, skrr-skrr, way too fresh

So much drip i came through wet, yeah-yeah, major flex
I hope the industry better get used to me
I tear them rappers, they really just food to me
Kill all these n#gg#s and read ’em a eulogy

Ain’t nothin’ much you can do to me, uh
I got me a check and then bought me some jewelry
They say i’m changin’ and i’m not what i used to be
I done got bigger, this sh#t feel like puberty

I know they bet on they roof on me
And i’m tired of bein’ the underdog that come along
And they wanna put a f#ckin’ muzzle on and shut the bark
And turn me to another f#ckin’ {?} the summer loan

And tell me i should go and run along and nothing’s wrong
I watched everybody get rewards all summer long
When i was eatin’ on the f#ckin’ floor in the garage
I tucked my sh#t, it’ll drive a n#gg# nuts, in open arms

And now my brain isn’t what it was, i’m f#ckin’ callin’ it all
Hold up (hold up), ye is not crazy (ye is not crazy)
Even this b#tch tryna cancel me, that ain’t gon’ phase me
Yeah, i sin, god forgave me

How the f#ck i’m gon’ change the world if they gon’ change me?
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Release Year: 2022

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