Insane Lyrics – Adam Calhoun

Song Credits

Sone Name	Insane
Lead Vocals	Adam Calhoun, Who TF is Justin Time, Hard Target & Cymple Man
Song Writer	Adam Calhoun, Who TF is Justin Time, Hard Target & Cymple Man
Music Producer	Hard Target
Label	Adam Calhoun
Release Date	April 2, 2025
Song Language	English
Copyright ©	Adam Calhoun

Lyrics of Insane by Adam Calhoun

Never Thought I’d Live To See The Day
Where A Man Called Me Out Of My Name—
What The Fu*k Is He Saying?
Out Of Touch, I’m A Little Insane,
But This Thing On My Hip Go Bang—
Keep Thinking I’m Playing

You Ain’t Ever Know What It’s Like,
Have Your Dogs Riding By Your Side—
We Are Not The Same
Someone Said You Was Looking For A Problem,
Lil’ Buddy, I Ain’t Hard To Find—
Ain’t A Damn Thing Changed

Probably Ain’t A JNCO,
Something On My Side Like I’m Django
Tryna Ride The Wave? Get A Raincoat
I Be Dropping Dog Shit, Y’all Be Cutting Lines Of That Drano
Told My Hitters, Hide Like I’m Maino
What Up, Mr. Postman? Tryna Make ’em Slow Dance
Like Monopoly, Bought Up—When You Put It Up, You Got No Chance
Roscoe Dash—I’ma Slap A B!tch, No Hands
.45 On My Side, B!tch, It Don’t Jam

I Ain’t Never Been A Sucker, I Ain’t Never Been A Busta
Got My Head Above The Clouds ’cause I’m A Fly Motherfu*ker
I Ain’t Never Been A B!tch, I Ain’t Never Ran From Shit
If You Really Got A Problem, Bubba, We Can Get It In
It’s A Lot Of Smoke In The Air, It’s A Lot Of People Switching Teams
So I’m Out Here Doing Me, My Money Busting Out The Seams
Cash Rules Everything Around Me, All My Dogs About That Cream
People Lie, The Numbers Don’t—So B!tch, You Better Add Your Streams

Never Thought I’d Live To See The Day
Where A Man Called Me Out Of My Name—
What The Fu*k Is He Saying?
Out Of Touch, I’m A Little Insane,
But This Thing On My Hip Go Bang—
Keep Thinking I’m Playing

You Ain’t Ever Know What It’s Like,
Have Your Dogs Riding By Your Side—
‘Cause We Are Not The Same.
Someone Said You Was Looking For A Problem,
Lil’ Buddy, I Ain’t Hard To Find—
Ain’t A Damn Thing Changed.

Come And Get It With Your Cocky Self
This .40 Cal Make You Melt—
It’s Like A Volcano, Like Hotbox Your Shelf
That Thing Hiccup, Better Hold Your Breath
‘Cause That Minimum Gon’ End ’em, Or They Going Deaf
It’s Gon’ Lift The Whole Scene Looking Super Lame
We Stepped In And Changed—That’s How They Maneuver Things
Ran That H.B. Down To Go And Move The Chains
We Currently Drowning ’em—Get That Man A Scuba Tank

He Felt That
Ammo From A Beretta Will Leave You Paraplegic
Thought He Was A Superhero
Now Wheelchair Where He Seated
Wear A Heater ‘fore You Catch One Where You Seated
Barely Breathing, Defeated This Sht Is Easy
When That Sht Go Click, Gotta Reload
Got A Nino, Get You Re-Upped For A C-Note, Get Hit Like Casino
Stick ’em In The Desert—Reno, He Ain’t Shit, Yeah, We Know.
Desert Eagle Fix Ego, This Dope Is Illegal
We Got Him Whining Like Pinot

Never Thought I’d Live To See The Day
Where A Man Called Me Out Of My Name—
What The Fu*k Is He Saying?
Out Of Touch, I’m A Little Insane,
But This Thing On My Hip Go Bang—
Keep Thinking I’m Playing

You Ain’t Ever Know What It’s Like,
Have Your Dogs Riding By Your Side—
We Are Not The Same
Someone Said You Was Looking For A Problem,
Lil’ Buddy, I Ain’t Hard To Find—
Ain’t A Damn Thing Changed

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