David Wise - Insane (feat. Young Stef) Lyrics

Trapped in my mind I almost went insane
Poppin percs to help me ease the pain
Claim you real but we all know you fake
Niggas squealing damn that's a shame
Niggas talking down & that's strange
When I'm around they don't say it to my face
Free my brova man he locked behind a cage
Where we come from niggas know it ain't safe

Niggas cant do what I do
Niggas cant walk in my shoes
You don't know what I been thru
Keep it silent that's the way I move
Gotta focus on gettin that bag yeah
I'm just trying run up them racks yeah
Feds trying find out where my stash at
Free da guys locked up in that jack yeah

Niggas cant do what I do nah
They trailing my U-Haul trying see how I move yeah
Learned some mistakes from my brovas
Both born in April them niggas some fools
Niggas out here with them loose screws
Better tighten up cuz I keep me a tool
Pop me a nigga like I pop me a perc
30 my clip & it ain't on my shirt
I'm the real Stef with the rock
No referee but I call all the shots
Step on the work like I step on you opps
Spendin da bin when I'm spending ya block
Had me a little I ran up a lot
Feeling like Gotti when I work on the pot
Trap phone ringing these jays tryna cop
Feeling like Glizzy I keep me a glock yeah

Trapped in my mind I almost went insane
Poppin percs to help me ease the pain
Claim you real but we all know you fake
Niggas squealing damn that's a shame
Niggas talking down & that's strange
When I'm around they don't say it to my face
Free my brova man he locked behind a cage
Where we come from niggas know it ain't safe

Niggas cant do what I do
Niggas cant walk in my shoes
You don't know what I been thru
Keep it silent that's the way I move
Gotta focus on gettin that bag yeah
I'm just trying run up them racks yeah
Feds trying find out where my stash at
Free da guys locked up in that jack yeah

I was staring at them brick walls
Lost in my thoughts
Yeah they had a nigga locked down
I was 23 & 1
Labeled as a menace so I'm held without a bond
Water in my eyes cuz I miss my little one
They dont wanna see me shine
So you know I got murder on my mind
Niggas always told me boy you hard headed
You gon learn the harder way
Feeling like Derez cuz I took the hardaway
Yeah I stand real tall
Never told on a nigga so I'm hated by the law
Guess it's my fault
Cuz I don't fold under pressure
& I got a bad temper & my heart way colder then December
Feeling like Scoota cuz I'm still in the trenches
Shit really in me I'm a certified bipper yeah

Trapped in my mind I almost went insane
Poppin percs to help me ease the pain
Claim you real but we all know you fake
Niggas squealing damn that's a shame
Niggas talking down & that's strange
When I'm around they don't say it to my face
Free my brova man he locked behind a cage
Where we come from niggas know it ain't safe

Niggas cant do what I do
Niggas cant walk in my shoes
You don't know what I been thru
Keep it silent that's the way I move
Gotta focus on gettin that bag yeah
I'm just trying run up them racks yeah
Feds trying find out where my stash at
Free da guys locked up in that jack yeah