Letra de 'Crashin' Out' de Young Dolph

Lately I been feeling like spazzin' out
Memphis niggas known for crashin' out
I heard you going broke, so you ass'd out (ayy)
Tryna keep up with the kid you gon' be ass'd out (yeah)

Tell me how the fuck you think I got here (ayy tell me that)
This rap game ain't shit to me but some cartwheels (shh shh)
90 percent of these niggas not real (damn)
Started rapping, found out these rappers jewelry not real (damn)

Damn, swear that shit hurt my heart, dawg
Huh
Fuck it though

Never had a deal, but got more guap than all of y'all (it's Dolph)
Lost a half of mil' that's why I started rapping, dawg (it's Dolph)
Tall skinny nigga, I should of been playing ball (brr)
But I had niggas spending a hundred grand every time they called (hello)
It ain't shit to pick up a pistol and go robbin', nigga (ain't that easy)
I let my nuts hang, went out of town and went mobbin', nigga (mobbin')
Think 'bout my childhood, all I remember is starving, nigga (gone)
Old niggas in the hood was hating, but I ain't buy them niggas (fuck 'em)
Made a pledge with my niggas, we brothers forever (yeah)
Don't give a fuck, you right or wrong, we thuggin' forever (yeah!)
Shit was treacherous in my hood, nigga (every man for they self)
Richest nigga in my hood, nigga (huh, yeah yeah)

Do what I wanna, before this rap shit (yeah yeah)
None of that cap shit (yeah yeah)
Just might be the realest nigga on the map, bitch (yeah yeah!)
Had your sister holding pounds on some trap shit (ayy hold that)
Bout to go pick up some gualla, I'll be back, bitch (it's Dolph)
Two-two thousand miles away, by my damn self (it's Dolph)
Niggas talk too much so I don't need no damn help (fuck 'em)
Dolph ran up them milly's, you feel like he owe you, don't you? (Yep)
But tell the truth, you would cross him out for some paper, won't you? (Yep)
Why I show you so much, you ain't never did shit for me (hold up)
I take that back, besides run your mouth like a bitch to me (damn)
I ain't got no rap friends 'cause all they bitches feeling me (damn)
They know deep down inside I'm what they nigga wanna be (damn)

Ain't nothing but one of me (damn)
He really from the streets (damn)
He really swung them p's (damn)
He really bought that double R truck, it's not a lease (damn)
Momma called me crying, said she proud of me (I love you)
Remember a couple of my own niggas doubted me (fuck you)
Found my first plug, was like I hit the lottery (thank you, God)
When I got shot, was the first time I ain't have my Glock with me
(Hahahaha, ay!)
Facts