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Ye Not Crazy

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I got some bones to pick, yeah, heard no one as cold as this

Give me the stick, let me hold this s**t

You make a move, I'ma blow this b***h

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?

Nigga, 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

Nigga, you know who flow this is? I just stole this s**t

Niggas 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 **** is a meltdown, when my meltdown's on a private jet?

Labels ain't wanna sign the check

Then I got on my Ye shit, turned every "No" to a solid "Yes"

Never care 'bout who I offend

Nigga, I don't care 'bout who I upset

I ain't quit 'til I touch the sky or a n***a livin' on the highest [?]

Hold up (Hold up), Ye is not crazy (Ye is not crazy)

Even this b***h tryna cancel me, that ain't gon' phase me

Yeah, I sin, God forgave me

How the **** 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), nigga, I ran (Nigga, 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 s**t my way

Shawty ain't pay me no mind 'til I got a b***h that she wanna [?]

Yeah, run the red lights, sayin' **** 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 niggas, been takin' my chances

I got a list of you niggas I'm better than

One of the greatest, but niggas don't mention him

Soon as they sleepin' I plot my revenge, on the shelf, put a dent in them

Bein' famous will **** 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***h tryna cancel me, that ain't gon' phase me

Yeah, I sin, God forgave me

How the **** 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), nigga, I ran (Nigga, I ran)

Sorry I pissed you off, I do it again

Watch bust, come check my wrist, uh-uh, bitch, I'm lit

Hit just once, that b***h obsessed, uh-uh, b***h, 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 niggas 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 s**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 ****in' muzzle on and shut the bark

And turn me to another ****in' [?] 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 ****in' floor in the garage

I tucked my shit, it'll drive a n***a nuts, in open arms

And now my brain isn't what it was, I'm ****in' callin' it all

Hold up (Hold up), Ye is not crazy (Ye is not crazy)

Even this b***h tryna cancel me, that ain't gon' phase me

Yeah, I sin, God forgave me

How the **** I'm gon' change the world if they gon' change me?

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