Crazy

Tom : Bm
| Bm | G | A | Bm

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Bm G
It feels like I'm going crazy
Em A
Nothing can save me
A Bm
I'm always gon' through the haze
Bm G
I can't stop staring out my window
Em A
Choppa and my pistol
Bm
I'm going out of my head, he-he-head

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Bm
I'm exhausted, last night I lost it
C
Let the homie's get loose, I'm sure I'ma get the lawsuit
A
Nana called, my granddaddy coughing up blood
Bm
Got an infection, the cycle of life just sucks
Bm
I bet when he die, she die, just because
G
They been together 60 years, that's what they call love
A C
Paid for my first cousin wedding, over 200 grand
Bm
Then two kids and six years later, he's the wrong man
Bm C
I woke up this morning, really wasn't feeling myself
G
Thought about suicide, but me, I ain't killing myself
Bm
My cousin Corey shot his girlfriend, then shot himself in the head
Before I shoot myself, I'm shooting everyone else kid
Bm
My head aching, my hands shaking, I'm sweating bullets
G
And it ain't even hot this bitch, I'm going through it
A Bm
My mind playing tricks on me, I mean, shit homie
I might need a strait jacket fit for me

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Bm
My favorite uncle Roc got twisted, ‘til that liquor gave him sugar
G
Had complications once or twice, that shit fucked up his liver
A
To me he’s still the man, cause see me, I still remember
Bm
That lil’ snorkel he bought me to stay warm that December
Bm
I was sleeping in the basement, the window had a draft
G
Even with the electric heater, I was freezing my ass
A Bm
I got some money now, so if I die before him, I'ma leave it to him
He can have a fine nurse, put that insulin needle to him
Bm
Called my son twice, he ain't picking up the phone
G
And Banks, me and him don't even talk no more
A
You know 'cause of me, he ain't never have to sell crack
Bm
Never used no knife, or had to squeeze no strap
Bm
But if I go tonight, I bet you I'm hellbound
G
For cocaine distribution and letting off MAC rounds
A Bm
Home invasion robberies, we ran in that crack house
Took them niggas paper and all of they packs out

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Bm
Then I was in the second row
The second time Em married Kim
G
Looking at Proof like
"How much you think this gon' cost them?"
A Bm
Feels like a set up, Shaniqua's being nice to me
I rather a nigga just put a knife in me
Bm
Than go through the emotions
The confusion and commotions
G
Never die down in my head, they keep going
A
It feels like I'm God's punching bag on occasions
Bm
Amazing, on other days I feel like I'm his favorite
Bm
I never bite my tongue, I just call a spade a spade
G Bm
When life feeding me lemons, I just make lemonade
Bm
My nana beat cancer, it came back for a rematch
N.C.
Life without my old girl, I couldn't see that
Bm
My grandpa was the strongest
Then he broke down and I broke down
G
I looked around, like if shit go bad
Now who am I gon' go to now?
A C
That was his partner, see he knew everything about her
Bm
Now he's saying he don't wanna live without her

[Chorus: PnB Rock]