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alex bond - crazy mind lyrics

sometimes i feel
who the h+ll are you to say that i’m aight
your problems all over your face, anxiety you try to hide
i’m struggling with my mind everyday, endless sword fights inside
doubtful thoughts combatting the great ideas, i can’t pick a side
let them decide, i’ll live a life of kicking boxes, lifting items, i could i give a f+ck about while listening to all my idols, packing trucks in warehouses bring money, and trust me that sh+t vital, but acting up on stages like michael is what i took liking to
fighting through the algorithm it ain’t f+ckin with him, bout as reliable
as i blind pilot’s attempt at flying you, i could do this sh+t since high school
i’m deadly like type 2, i’m ain’t the type you should type or lift your left or your right to
i write it down, perform it loud, always feel like the right move, a loop fr i admire the cycle
the booth reveals that the rules appeal to the real, deal sealers, the real k!llers, only time we sinning, committing chaos is with the pen that’s on me

but i feel like i’m the only one
that n+gga in the mirror tryna hold me up, he owe me one
whole the f+ck told you that your story done
i just checked with god he told me that how just begun
3,2,1, camera, action, lights bright as the sun
he was willing to do the sh+t that n0body wanted
and now all these people want to show me love, show me love

they used to call me (crazy) when i’d walk around with dictionary, playing with fiction, very often, carried on with embarrassing sense of fashion i had, but i married hop, of the hip
after that i was barely awkward, rap got my confidence fixed, like i had fairly odd parent to grant me my every wish
i’m fetty wap when i go to sleep, n+ggas won’t get none over me
cuddled with poetry and i might have ya hoe with me
go with me down the long roads, across the oceans it’s more for us to see, fr if i f+ck with you then you stuck with me, bonds built from nothing a tree, from something as small as mustard seed
i really planned this much for me, hard work done granted luxury
limousine, pulling to me
cuisine to the upper suite
twin beds in that sh+t because my b+tch said she need another me
i got the sad face when i told her there was no duplicate
stuck to rap like some magsafe, vast variety of moods, i get in
hip hop my b+tch
i swear she get when i pop my sh+t
i be beating the beat up, no condom equipped
stacking ben’s and washington’s, these ain’t monopoly cents
i ain’t tryna copy these kids
i ain’t tryna follow the trends
i just want to live a life with hip hop on the top of the hills
but is that too much to ask for?

- alex bond lyrics

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