FPC Kevin - GOIN' CRAZY (they neva believe me)

Boutta make a name for myself
Like Beethoven, hear this shit
Like the piano on the beat
Had to change my ways
Had to stop messing around
Had to get that cheddar
Fuck with me, now I'm swerving
In the fast lane, now I'm a problem
Call me Bad Meets Evil, cause I came
To kill da game, I'm too lethal
But I got the gat, and I'm spitting
This ain't no written aye
Mind too cloudy, so my thoughts scary very stormy
Ima king slayer like i played pubs back in da day
Went for blood, chief of my master like I'm in my Halo
Only approaching shit in life with confidence
Boutta call up FaZe Clan, tell them to pick me up
Cause you know that I put my work in ever since 2016 no lie
Don't mess with me, I did this shit
So many montages is in this bitch
I will kill you in one second in real life or the game no lie
Let's go no kizzy, I'm just doing this shit
Stop taking like a fool, you are so dumb
Just a delirious fool
So curious why everybody doubted me?
I'm too real, never lied in my life
What's the point of that? Never gonna snitch
What is that? I'm not a rat
Thank god I found out he a rat before da cheddar
Hats off to Herbo, Hero for da Chi Town
But me FPC
Me FPC got C Town on lockdown
Like LL Cool J, "Mama Said I'm gonna Knock you Out"
Let's go, lemme teach you a lesson in the ring
Muthafucka, Ima Boxer
Get outta my way, Swerving in the fast lane
I'm too real, but I don't gotta race car
Jk It's a 2015 Accord, Honda i-Vtec Baby
You only gonna be catching dust, like some Febreeze Geez bitch
Like uh, bitch doing this at an ease of my mind
Rapping on type beats cause you know what?
You can't fuck with me! Now they gon be making beats of me
Cause one day I'm a unique rapper that turned into an Astronomical Artist
FPC Kevin put this beat in the ringer
Call me not so slim shady, killing this shit maybe
Motherfucka I'm Goin Crazy
You don't wanna fuck with me maybe
I know this shit, I'm too real
Like I'm Yo Gotti and Rich Homie back in the day
You don't wanna fuck with me, I am who I am
You don't wanna mess with me this is my life (Let's go)
Popping addys everyday to ease the pain
But it's alright, i do my thang
Stopped poppin the antidepressants
Cause they just never do shit
So I just smoke loud gas
The reefer, only causing madness (Let's goo)
Aye I'm a king slayer, you don't wanna fuck with me never
I do this shit so real, like check proof there's Google
Bap bap bap, Bap bap bap
Back in the day, blasting everybody 4 ways
Quad feed, yeah everybody know me
I live in the trenches, don't underestimate me
You don't wanna step toe to toe with me, yeah
I'm the Voice of the Streets
I'ma record in the studio that Pac got shot in
To show y'all I'm real
That I'm gonna do this shit
Killing this game cause I gotta do it
Being so true, you don't wanna mess with me, No

Written by:
Kevin Blair Jr

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