[Intro]

(Go crazy, go crazy)

[Verse 1]

I ain't ever have shit, double Lamb' OG

Mike Dimes is a one man army

Everybody got hands when a nigga got bands

Where were you when a nigga was starvin'?

Can't walk with no nigga, can't walk with no bitch

'Cause a hoe is a hoe in my logic

My pockets from Houston, got rockets

My hoe is a check, she a profit

And I come through quick when I come through quick

No sorrow for niggas who crossed me

If he dead in my eyes or he dead in real life

Ain't no difference to me besides bodies and coffins

I'm a rеal nigga, not one for the dissin'

But half of thesе niggas be cappin' they disses

Claimin' they up but I look at the tracks

And these niggas be payin' to fake they positions

[Pre-Chorus]

These niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)

These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)

These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)

These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)

These niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)

These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)

These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)

These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)

[Chorus]

I move by my lonely

My lonely (My lonely), my lonely (My lonely)

I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)

They phony (Phony), they phony (Phony)

I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me

She hoein' (She hoein'), she hoein' (She hoein')

I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)

I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me (She hoein')

[Verse 2]

And I promise I got that bag, I ain't never look back

Ten toes, double O, add three plus seven

That's ten outta ten, niggas tryna be cared for

Dolla can't step like Dimes be steppin'

And I talk that talk 'cause I walk that walk

Real nigga, bona fide, all truth I'm tellin'

Know niggas who really be felons

Your niggas just talk 'bout the fellas (Go crazy, go crazy)

The dash panoramic, for real

Fuck a deal, I'ma make me a deal

Get a mill' and a house on the Hills

City nigga, act up, fuck around and get killed

I was never for the act, rather move solo and make my own stacks

I carry my team, I got scars on my back

No nigga can say that they helped me with that

And nigga, that's facts

[Chorus]

I move by my lonely

My lonely, my lonely

I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony

They phony, they phony

I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me

She hoein', she hoein'

I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony

I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me

[Pre-Chorus]

'Cause man, these niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)

These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)

These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)

These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)

These niggas be cap, that's facts (That's facts)

These niggas don't be in no trap (That's facts)

These niggas ain't 'bout what they rap (That's facts)

These niggas clap hands, they don't clap no strap (That's facts)

[Chorus]

I move by my lonely

My lonely (My lonely), my lonely (My lonely)

I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)

They phony (Phony), they phony (Phony)

I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me

She hoein' (She hoein'), she hoein' (She hoein')

I can't fuck with these niggas, they phony (Phony)

I can't trust no lil' bop tryna hoe me (She hoein')

[Outro]

(Go crazy, go crazy)

Cuz, we got any new music?