Krazy *Remix*

Let's take it from top, have you reached it
This a knife at yo neck, you know he’s a threat
I’m the odd man out that’s no easy bet
But put them chips on me, and I bet that cheese would stretch
Okay now its time to start shit, on target like a marksmen
This a product of hardship
My mind lost in darkness
I was done before you started
Grind hard til I'm hardly and starving artist
This that making of a star shit
Hear me bumping on the streets from the cars to yo apartments
Don’t pardon the jargon man I had to do it
I’m tryna piss you niggas of like bladder fluid
Sitting smarting off, but ill leave you standing stupid
Oh its the truth kid you not used to it
But there’s a drive in my mind and a loose screw its
Why I picked the song krazy
Give'em deep shit on a Wayne beat
You missed the wave b, we ain't on the same beach
I was Jamaica on these same feet
Fled a hurricane in that same sea
What I'm saying see, is it me you can't be
And there’s no storm that I can't beat
Gone with the wind, Even God listen in
So if you not listening, then you not a friend of him
Oh you not with the stench
Hop off a bridge with a brick knotted to yo wrist
Oh that’s mean, well I mean it
Orchestrate you beating, watch it happen then act like I never seen it
I’m always at my zenith, my time never over
Not in to cheating but I’ll call a Becky over
And I don’ even stroke her, just lay in bed and insult her
Its how it is when I’m never sober
Still running the game in some penny loafers
Fly shit for yo highness, surprise widen yo eyelids, you might sight this
Guy from a different climate
I fall back but I catch me, I stand behind this
Trust yourself or no one else will
Keep my circle tight it don’t go unsealed
My mind is always on unchill
Throw you jerks out like unc Phil
You can't fuck with real fuck what you feel
Cause I make you feel like you drunk, puffin a blunt on a pill
Take a drag if you will
Jack when up the hill got couple of Jills
But then Jack fell off cause jack wasn't real
LegiN took over I belong there
I only take a seat if it's in a throne chair
I be snapping like an old chair
On trek to success and no roads clear
But my drive is straight forward so I don’t steer
Unless I steer clear of road deers then I’m gone veer
Found a happy place and made a home here
Oh dear I give you the horn like and old steer
Nigga no fear, I'm the only thing I’m afraid of
Try my best to be honest there’s nothing that I make up
Claim they got bitches at the party just laid up
But got to the function and was looking like a gay club
Niggas a real no more, I saw the souls in the pawn shop
I been goin for a while ran outta time on the stop watch
I'll never stop, watch
I’m on and onslaught til my spot is the top notch
Getting top in a drop top that I later drop off at the chop shop and I’m more successful than a CIA bomb plot