j cole – mighty crazy lyrics
carolina, what up? (blazing)
fayettenam, what up?
yo, ay, yo!
you n-gg-s gotta be outta your rabbit -ss mind,
a savage over this cabbage,
you really think i’m finna let your f-ggot -ss shine? (no)
whipping n-gg-s like big body cadillacs,
i’m on my grind, yo,
i could see through you n-gg-s with cataracts, blindfolds,
as matter of fact, i’m so bomb- n-gg-s scatter that,
n-gg-s that, n-gg-s so rat, n-gg-s better act pr-nto,
my whole state in a reign, better pack ponchos, y’all know.
sh-t is real in the ville, you could die slow or quick,
survival’s a b-tch!
but everybody don’t meet her, so tuck the nine yo,
wherever y’all roll, n-gg-s allergic to 5-4.
god knows i don’t put up no facade, no,
no fraud, n-gg-s scheming like side-show bob,
keep my eyes so wide, not another wise,
disrespect me, you could watch your mother sigh,
from the other side, punk–ss n-gg-.
jump and get lumped fast, throw you in the trunk,
blast pop while i pump gas,
skunk -ss n-gg-s is trash, you need a sponge bath,
my n-gg-s will ride all day like a funp-ss,
that’s some new york sh-t,
i’m from the south, though,
don’t never disrespect me, watch yo’ mouth hoe,
i got agent clout though, y’all n-gg-s dissin’ me is doubtful.
you talk sh-t? watch your life fade like the outro!