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Crisis - Cal Scruby Lyrics


I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn, yeah

I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn



Existential crisis, I don't get what life is

I'm so indecisive, I pick all the vices

No one like us 'cause there's no one like us

No, we not gon' dap you, not even before the virus

Got my phone on silent, no more talkin' to thots

I keep runnin' up the score, you keep watchin' the clock

Got some money off a tour, I keep that locked in a box

I don't know how much is in there but I know it's a lot

I don't trust the government so I don't fuck with the cops

I been on some other shit, and you've been stuck in the spot

Only see my brother, shit, he know that shit 'bout to pop

If I don't know you bitch, I don't care if you like it or not

I might die by the game, 'least I live by a code

Play the hand that I got, bet the pot and you fold

You got everything you want except the soul that you sold

Oh my God he ice cold, yeah my heart à la mode, ayy



I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn, hmm, yeah

I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn



I.D. crisis, why am I like this?

I don't know they got us on my drivers license

If I flipped the description I fit the disguises

Hey whatchu hiding with that profile on private?

Look, red in my iris, read our flights off the mileage

Know my tea not designer, but my coffee is Irish

I got bags under my eyelids I'm not tryna be stylish

I want that Tesla just so I could drink and drive, autopilot

This whole industry grimy, everyday they remind me

You gotta sell-out to sell out but you can't get nothing by me

I think the devil inside me, praise the Allah almighty

Maybe God is just a kid from the '90s, hmm, ayy



I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn, hmm, yeah

I'm not sure who I am, off of 30 Vyvanse

Look how dirty my hands, I'm not sure who I am

Oh goddamn

Crisis lyrics !!!