Crazy Since The 80's

[Hook]

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

[Verse 1]

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, units 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)

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

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

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

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 units 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

[Hook]