A Little Mad
I'm a little mad
I'm a little mad
When I was down ain't nobody ever pick me up
So I'm gone spark up this it's gone lift me up
Whole cup of that drank I'm gone sip it up
Why you hanging with them niggas they don't give a fuck
They a stab you in yo back they a steal from ya
Same niggas that a promise they a kill for ya
You gotta understand the fake before it's real for ya
I'm a boss nigga chasing up a mill figure
I'm a boss I ain't never need a male figure
So why the fuck do you think I need a male nigga
I'll throw you on a boat make you sail nigga
Matter fact get off the boat yous a sell nigga
Swear I'm catching allergies I can smell nigga
You ain't even get the tatel you just tell nigga
Whole crew full of bitches I can tell nigga
Either I'm gone rap or end up in a cell nigga
I don't wanna fall
I just wanna ball
Had to hit my plug its gone drop when he call
Once we get the punch we gone head to the mall
Once we get big we gone head to em all
Do you see what I'm on
Aye I'm a little mad
Why you hanging with them niggas wit a little bag
Why you hanging with them bitches wit a little ass
I heard all yo new shit boy it was trash
Honestly I wish I could give it back
All you little rats
With yo little stacks
I'm a little mad aye
I'm a little mad
Why you hanging with them niggas wit a little bag
Why you hanging with them bitches wit a little ass
I heard all yo new shit boy it was trash
Honestly I wish I could give it back
I could give it back
I'm a little mad
I'm a little mad
I'm a little mad
When I was down ain't nobody ever pick me up
So I'm gone spark up this it's gone lift me up
Whole cup of that drank I'm gone sip it up
Why you hanging with them niggas they don't give a fuck
They a stab you in yo back they a steal from ya
Same niggas that a promise they a kill for ya
You gotta understand the fake before it's real for ya
I'm a boss nigga chasing up a mill figure
I'm a boss I ain't never need a male figure
So why the fuck do you think I need a male nigga
I'll throw you on a boat make you sail nigga
Matter fact get off the boat yous a sell nigga
Swear I'm catching allergies I can smell nigga
You ain't even get the tatel you just tell nigga
Whole crew full of bitches I can tell nigga
Either I'm gone rap or end up in a cell nigga
I don't wanna fall
I just wanna ball
Had to hit my plug its gone drop when he call
Once we get the punch we gone head to the mall
Once we get big we gone head to em all
Do you see what I'm on
Aye I'm a little mad
Why you hanging with them niggas wit a little bag
Why you hanging with them bitches wit a little ass
I heard all yo new shit boy it was trash
Honestly I wish I could give it back
All you little rats
With yo little stacks
I'm a little mad aye
I'm a little mad
Why you hanging with them niggas wit a little bag
Why you hanging with them bitches wit a little ass
I heard all yo new shit boy it was trash
Honestly I wish I could give it back
I could give it back
I'm a little mad
I'm a little mad
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Writer(s): Kirk Manning
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