Hitman Holla - So Crazy Lyrics

Right Now Right Now
They yelling Holla wasn't about it
Niggas know that was a lie
I was repping for my section
Niggas know I was gone ride
Used to walk past the bullies
Cause I know they wasn't gone try it
10 toes on that porch
Niggas know I wasn't inside
In them St. Louis streets, it get cold you need a jacket
When the opps catch a body
You for sure gotta match it
You can't be second guessing
Gotta go with your action
Cause life come at you fast when you see your bros in a casket
Everyday another score , there goes another basket
High speed getaway, no ain't no crashing
R.I.P Moe 3. I'm on my toes when i'm in traffic
Every loss is a lesson, we all know what can happen
Look mama I made it
I won't let 'em come take me
Your son gotta get home safely
Only God can save me but still gotta keep it on safety
If it's on then it might not save me and that shit crazy
Mmmmmm
And that's so crazy
Mmmmmmm
You see they really don't know me
I'm St.Louis I'm so show me
That means that you gotta come show me
No really come show me
Target when I put on this Rollie
That's why I gotta ride with it on me, so I'm never lonely
Even when I'm riding around lonely
Be careful who you call your homies
Cause they not homies
99% of em phony
99% of em phony
Look mama I made it
I won't let 'em come take me
Your son gotta get home safely
Only God can save me but still gotta keep it on safety
If it's on then it might not save me and that shit crazy
Mmmmmm
And that's so crazy
Mmmmmmm

Right Now Right Now
They yelling Holla wasn't about it
Niggas know that was a lie
I was repping for my section
Niggas know I was gone ride
Used to walk past the bullies
Cause I know they wasn't gone try it
10 toes on that porch
Niggas know I wasn't inside
In them St. Louis streets, it get cold you need a jacket
When the opps catch a body
You for sure gotta match it
You can't be second guessing
Gotta go with your action
Cause life come at you fast when you see your bros in a casket
Everyday another score , there goes another basket
High speed getaway, no ain't no crashing
R.I.P Moe 3. I'm on my toes when i'm in traffic
Every loss is a lesson, we all know what can happen
Look mama I made it
I won't let 'em come take me
Your son gotta get home safely
Only God can save me but still gotta keep it on safety
If it's on then it might not save me and that shit crazy
Mmmmmm
And that's so crazy
Mmmmmmm
You see they really don't know me
I'm St.Louis I'm so show me
That means that you gotta come show me
No really come show me
Target when I put on this Rollie
That's why I gotta ride with it on me, so I'm never lonely
Even when I'm riding around lonely
Be careful who you call your homies
Cause they not homies
99% of em phony
99% of em phony
Look mama I made it
I won't let 'em come take me
Your son gotta get home safely
Only God can save me but still gotta keep it on safety
If it's on then it might not save me and that shit crazy
Mmmmmm
And that's so crazy
Mmmmmmm