C-R-A-Z-E-Y.Pull up your pants.Take out the trash.You're in the cash like I'm fast, like I'm growing.You wanna act like it is.Get ready, clothes on, everything on vibrate,so your phone don't ever ring.You're on the count, and another one need on nobody.Wish we could switch up the roles, and I could be there.Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back.Would you ask them questions like me?Like, where you be at?Cause I'm out four in the morning, on the corner rolling,doing my own thing.Would they cry?Had a thing on the side.Made you cry.Would the rules change up, or would they still apply?If I played you like a toy, sometimes Iwish I could act like a boy.Can you get me mad?What you mad?Can't handle that.Can you get me mad?What you mad?Can't handle that.Girl, go ahead and be.Just like her.Go around the street.Just like her.Like I'm homeless or sleep.Like I'm a creep.Like I'm fun.But your friends act hard when you're with them.Like I'm hard.Keep a straight face when you tell a lie.Always keep an airtight alibi.What he don't know will break his heart.Wish we could switch up the roles.And I could be there.Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back.Would you ask them questions like me?Like, where you be at?Cause I'm out four in the morning, on the corner rolling,doing my own thing.Would they cry?Had a thing on the side.Made you cry.Would the rules change up, or would they still apply?If I read you like a toy, sometimes Iwish I could act like a boy.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.If I was always gone, let the sun beat me home.Told you I was with my crew when I knew it wasn't true.If I act like you, won't come out off in your shoes.I'm messing with your head again, dose of your own medicine.What if I had a thing on the side?Made you cry.Made you cry.Would the rules change up, or would they still apply?If I read you like a toy, sometimes Iwish I could act like a boy.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Got me getting mad, but you mad.Can't handle it.Uh, ay, go.Uh, uh.It's a clutch.If I paid you, would you like that?Have friends?Would you let that?Have a car?Would you let that?You ain't have that?No.Would you make it?What if I made you cry?Would you make it?Would they still apply?If I made you like a toy, sometimes Iwish I could act like a boy.Can't handle it.Can't handle it.