Q Da Fool - Crazy lyrics

Imma sip this lean then imma lean back Your b**h on my dick she like "Q just relax" b**h I'm on the box, I can't even leave the trap b**h you on my co*k, but you like to hang with rats I stay with 20 bands now a n***a feeling arrogant Me and money married, you play with me get carried I got a b**h like Fergie, she s** my dick real early When my daddy died damn I felt just like a surgeon Damn that sh** it really hurt me I know you want me to [?] I know you want me k**ed walk the ops I'm really a street n***a f** a op RIP [?] 'cause we had to drop I love my family 'cause they're the only ones that ever had me Imma stay ten toes and run my bands up Feds told me put my hands up, I ain't 'bout to be in handcuffs You know I got to get the f**, get the f** Gas coming on the plane on the bus I don't really want fame and the [?] I just want a whole lot of money to touch I got caught with the pistol, I been chilling lately But you know I love my pistol, that's my f**in baby All these guns around me, man I think Im going crazy I'm going crazy, I think I'm going crazy I got shooters round me, n***a they be going crazy Catching bodies every day, this sh** will be you crazy Crazy, man my n***as crazy Pray for me, I swear they got my n***as crazy Free Lil [?], got locked up down the road Brother he a shooter he ain't never froze His commissary thick 'cause he ain't tell a soul Your commissary don't get a cent 'cause you b**hed out and told Keep asking questions, b**h I don't know They ain't 'bout to have Q Da Fool on d**h row I play the game smart b**h, like a chess board I'm 'bout to pop a xan, even 'bout to press record n***a