Wiz Khalifa - Crazy Since The 80s Lyrics

Can't compare
I been going crazy since the 80's fucker
Can't compare
I been going crazy since the 80's fucker
Can't compare
I been going crazy since the 80's fucker
Crazy since the 80’s fucking
Crazy since the 80’s fucking can't compare
I been going crazy since the 80's fucker
Can't compare
I been going crazy since the 80's fucker
Can't compare
I been going crazy since the 80's fucker
Crazy since the 80’s fuckin
Crazy since the 80’s

If you wondering who it is
I'm the youngest in charge
Back with another one of them classic ones
Fuck with the boy
Say you tired of hired help come
And fuck with the boss
Niggas say "Man you winning" fuck it
I tell 'em of course
I get love like a star, unit's move
Cake appear
412 PGH you hatin' cause we cakin' here
Ask around you'll hear about the
Noise the youngin's making here
Hit 'em with that 'Oh No'
Now I'm record breaking here
See this that slow flow you heard of
Seeing mo dough and re-ing more
Dro to burn up
Keep it low though before the po-po swerve up
Pull us to the side and them homos search us
Gotta keep the work up
Cause I was taught supply-demand
Smoking putting Pistolvania on the map
Cause I'm the man
Hustle hard plus the ladies
Love the nasty flow, scrappy know
So why you hate me? Cause
He crazy since the 80's (fucker)

Yeah it’s young Wiz ain’t nobody do
It how I done it son
Killed ‘em with the first and gotta
Hit 'em with another one
Not quite the remix, you see this G-Shit?
For you to Pittsburgh ditty-bop
To the beat with fresh with my A-1’s
Keep a leaning fitted cap
For those who sick of rap
Thank God ya niggas back
A lot of niggas wack and
That’s just sad to see
We in a marathon you cats are lapped to me
Khalifa still the same
Ain’t nothing change but my change
And my foot got a lil deeper up in the game
It’s hard seeing through all this
Reefer up in my brain
Let the trunk bang while you
Weaving and switching them lanes
Hope if you in the club let
‘em know you moving through
To pop something, roll something
Man do what you do
18, making major moves that’s why
They hate me brother
Plus I’m getting cakey I been
Crazy since the 80’s fucker

Let me make it clear, when that cake appear
Ima make more in one day than
Most niggas make a year i put my time in
(what you doin’ man?) nothing but grinding
Moving these unit's they coming back
For what I’m supplying
I’m from the Steel-City
Ya’ll niggas still lost
I’m the youngest in charge
Spittin' that real raw
My dutchies real long plus I work real hard
Fuck a battle dog I’ll show you
How to make a real song
Or how to switch states
Get cake from a mixtape
Couple hundred-thousand off my
Face from Myspace
You’ll be frustrated from tryna keep
Up with my pace how I control the track you
Fools get over lapped
You’ll get left in the dust just
Cause you lesser than us
And coming at the kid? Simply said
It’s just pressing ya luck
See I was hungry on this grind
When you was lazy brother
So why you hate me? I been
Crazy since the 80’s fucker