Can't Get Mad Bout It

Can't keep up don't get mad bout it
Too pressed to kick ya feet up well don't get mad bout it
You knew better but you still did it
So why you mad about it
You still lying just prove it
Answer why you mad about it
You mad about it
Oh no you big mad about it
I don't know why you mad about it
Can't even get mad about it
You knew better but you still did it
So why get mad about it
You still lying just prove it
And answer why you mad about it

Greatest of Dallas call me GoD for short damn
It ain't blasphemy when I speak on who I am
I built up lives with my bare hands
Inspiring the thoughts and actions of the next man
Mastered manipulation even when I share master plans
You masterbate then cum with deranged debate talking with yo hands
Now that's dirty fam
Cleanliness is next to Godliness
It's common sense
Folks don't want to associate with bullshit
Especially the form that drips from lips
Dead all that shit there quick
Before forensics find you under tulips
This game is mad sick
Y'all barely considered mucus
Not even a nuisance
Y'all don't know how many times I seen somebody ride roofless
In Texas bodied and found in Massachusetts
Today's Moses
Get the message still perform they own motives
That's why it seems like the streets are less supportive
Get it how you live is real but our greed is what distorted it

Can't keep up don't get mad bout it
Too pressed to kick ya feet up well don't get mad bout it
You knew better but you still did it
So why you mad about it
You still lying just prove it
Answer why you mad about it
You mad about it
Oh no you big mad about it
I don't know why you mad about it
Can't even get mad about it
You knew better but you still did it
So why get mad about it
You still lying just prove it
And answer why you mad about it

Fam truth will set you free no fee
If executed properly but obviously
We do everything backwards as a species
Yell set such and such free
Willing pay fees
Before executed as State property
Don't get me started State making killing taxing property
It's a taxing State we live in move properly
We live in a State of abundance elites label that their property
I chuckle when I hear companies falling victim to robbery
Honestly that's what they get robbing you and me daily
Through excessive fees and unpaid taxes in countries
Tantrums thrown at us weekly
Trump's tantrums thrown at US Weekly
Got the US looking weak G
Or is it a reflection of reality
Hidden underneath more than 6 feet deep
Look I pay deep attention to words when they speak
Half of y'all say you dead whenever something funny
The other half of you see someone dead and turn it something funny

Can't keep up don't get mad bout it
Too pressed to kick ya feet up well don't get mad bout it
You knew better but you still did it
So why you mad about it
You still lying just prove it
Answer why you mad about it
You mad about it
Oh no you big mad about it
I don't know why you mad about it
Can't even get mad about it
You knew better but you still did it
So why get mad about it
You still lying just prove it
And answer why you mad about it



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Writer(s): Bobby Slaughter
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