Released on September 24, 2011

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[Intro: Chevy Woods & The True Reflection (sample)]

Damn...

(Am I going crazy?) Just the other day

That's what I was thinking... yeah!

Uh! Know the game, youngin'

Just the other day, I thought, mannnn (Am I going crazy?)

Uh, yeah


[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]

10-4, am I coming through clear?

Just give me about a month or two and I'll be right, yeah

Trying to avoid police in riot gear

Heavyweight cash and you just a light, yeah

I got a Buzz that's with no light, year

You couldn't even walk in these shoes right here

And you acting like you don't see all this

Like "Aw shit! Look at his stones, they flawless"

And the bitch that I'm with, she gorgeous

I, I see your giant money, mine's enormous

Don't even trip, when I'm out, I be very gone

My pockets fat like the head on Barry Bonds

You sit and chill, stack it up for a rainy day

A nigga like me gotta pay to play

When I was getting it minor, they ain't have shit to say

Now they scream 'cause I get it in a major way

Ay!

[Chorus: Chevy Woods (The True Reflection sample)]

I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right

I tell em hold on

She see all this and wanna stay the night, night

Had nothing like this in so long

She say she wanna ride with a G

So hop up in my passenger, girl, and we could be gone

Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)

Cause you're not


[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]

You know I got, Taylor stripes like Adidas

So these girls go wild like Mardi Gras

All my pimp shit, so my pink show when I'm sippin slow

High chance that those people coming, so I'm getting low

They all talk, they getting dull, who cooking the pie?

Sweet, potato on the tre eight, you living to die

On some OG Bobby Johnson, South Central shit

Nigga, tell me who you really fuckin with?

It's the bread man, cash top, dead man

From the city where you need a bulletproof headband

Go go Gadget, the money stretching long

Cash in plastic, 'cause I get it on

What you flip? That's diamond Zig Zag money

And what I get? Can't fit it in the bag, dummy

Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)

Cause you're not... ha-ha-ha

[Chorus: Chevy Woods (The True Reflection sample)]

I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right

I tell em hold on

She see all this and wanna stay the night, night

Had nothing like this in so long

She say she wanna ride with a G

So hop up in my passenger, girl, and we could be gone

Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)

Cause you're not


[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]

Uh, EZ Wider twisting, easy Prada slip-ins

Niggas tellin' me I look like Eazy

Probably cause it's easy for em

I'm bobbin, weavin' on em, Ali and Foreman

All of my niggas ballin' got T.G.O.D. across em

Money counting, counting my dollars, got no creases on em

My weed is awesome, paid the cost, now they calling me the boss man

"You should be more like Khalifa", that's what their boss saying

But they ain't out of style, these niggas off-brand

Off land, 30,000 feet up, rolling weed up

Tryna kill a track I told Jerm, so we cut the beat up

These niggas ain't heard the best of me

Say she a fan, her nigga thinks she wants me sexually

Ho, get your man!

I'm out here getting this, spinning this, spitting the illest shit you ever heard in your life

Thinking to yourself "Chevy be killing shit", nigga, I murder it twice!

My money is right! (Am I going crazy?)

And when my champagne come, they serve it on ice

This the life!

[Chorus: Chevy Woods (The True Reflection sample)]

I see 'em hatin' cause my paper right, right

I tell em hold on

She see all this and wanna stay the night, night

Had nothing like this in so long

She say she wanna ride with a G

So hop up in my passenger, girl, and we could be gone

Don't ask yourself (Am I going crazy?)

Cause you're not