Now Im Mad
Its so much anger built up in me Man I got to let it out
First things first niggas telling me I got to change my sound
If you Don't like me bitch why the fuck you still hanging around?
Shit so crazy ion got too Many folks who like me now
Keep on fucking wit my mans could have you end up in the ground
What you want hoe you getting way too close Just for the clout
Using me for bread shit wont work you wont get no amount
Heard he talking to the feds he started squealing like a mouse
Chasing bread one of my habits that I try to maintain
He ain't know he caught that body shots went off then 12 came
Now you got my nigga locked up in the fucking chain gang
Got him caught up in that mix because you said his damn Name
Me and you do not relate therefore we not the damn same
How bout this bitch I met way back who tried to play me like a game
So if I break yo heart don't act surprised cause I don't feel no pain
Call my old bitch up cuss her ass out she's the one to blame
Look who you dealing wit
18 and I'm in the game killing shit
I gave a nigga money ain't pay me back I might go split his shit
Riq how much you making? Get the fuck out of my business bih
Nah I'm playing I make way too much y'all bout to witness it
I come from Miami and Ima say the shit repeatedly
That tough talk shit don't work don't waste yo time cause there's no fear in me
A lot of hoes be trying to hang around Just for my energy
Her ex he beat on her don't give no fucks I have no sympathy
Back then I had sum talents but rap I kept that shit a mystery
Got niggas out here starving basically feening
Them young ones ready to eat
No time to waste they trying to take you out and they don't need a fee
Its different when you high oh Man oh Man but that's a different dream
I'm praying that my nigga beat this case
You should've seen his mama face
Why he couldn't stay up out the way
His birthday was the other day
You know how 12 is wit our race
Them niggas swear that they don't play
Then bro Just caught another case
Gah damn gah damn Man wait Man wait
I'm switching gears up in this bitch Just like a motorcycle
I heard my Name was ringing bells I'm here to take the title
It's getting vicious in this bitch I'm starting to be y'all idol
Young nigga wit sum big dreams Man I'm getting hype too
Who you think you is you wanna be a thug? You Just got into high school
Ain't this a bitch yo girl was out here cheating she ain't even like you
Now you going insane
Bae hop on my jet no need to ride a plane
Never mind I caught you wit this clown this goofy's Name was Jay
I was on sum other shit when I found out this bitch was foul
Them niggas next door to me smoked weed and Man that shit was loud
Once I took a puff I was so high I was on a different cloud
Made it feel like I was in the matrix without hearing a sound
Look at his pants sagging
A gangster he keep acting
He ran his mouth too much his mama gone now that shit tragic
While I be moving forward I feel like niggas going backwards
Aware of my surroundings can't be out here getting caught lacking
I did live in the hood but that don't mean that I was trapping
She put her trust in me and I done threw her into action
He wanna be a scammer but don't know they out her taxing
Don't call my phone up hoe we fucking done yo shit I packed it
First things first niggas telling me I got to change my sound
If you Don't like me bitch why the fuck you still hanging around?
Shit so crazy ion got too Many folks who like me now
Keep on fucking wit my mans could have you end up in the ground
What you want hoe you getting way too close Just for the clout
Using me for bread shit wont work you wont get no amount
Heard he talking to the feds he started squealing like a mouse
Chasing bread one of my habits that I try to maintain
He ain't know he caught that body shots went off then 12 came
Now you got my nigga locked up in the fucking chain gang
Got him caught up in that mix because you said his damn Name
Me and you do not relate therefore we not the damn same
How bout this bitch I met way back who tried to play me like a game
So if I break yo heart don't act surprised cause I don't feel no pain
Call my old bitch up cuss her ass out she's the one to blame
Look who you dealing wit
18 and I'm in the game killing shit
I gave a nigga money ain't pay me back I might go split his shit
Riq how much you making? Get the fuck out of my business bih
Nah I'm playing I make way too much y'all bout to witness it
I come from Miami and Ima say the shit repeatedly
That tough talk shit don't work don't waste yo time cause there's no fear in me
A lot of hoes be trying to hang around Just for my energy
Her ex he beat on her don't give no fucks I have no sympathy
Back then I had sum talents but rap I kept that shit a mystery
Got niggas out here starving basically feening
Them young ones ready to eat
No time to waste they trying to take you out and they don't need a fee
Its different when you high oh Man oh Man but that's a different dream
I'm praying that my nigga beat this case
You should've seen his mama face
Why he couldn't stay up out the way
His birthday was the other day
You know how 12 is wit our race
Them niggas swear that they don't play
Then bro Just caught another case
Gah damn gah damn Man wait Man wait
I'm switching gears up in this bitch Just like a motorcycle
I heard my Name was ringing bells I'm here to take the title
It's getting vicious in this bitch I'm starting to be y'all idol
Young nigga wit sum big dreams Man I'm getting hype too
Who you think you is you wanna be a thug? You Just got into high school
Ain't this a bitch yo girl was out here cheating she ain't even like you
Now you going insane
Bae hop on my jet no need to ride a plane
Never mind I caught you wit this clown this goofy's Name was Jay
I was on sum other shit when I found out this bitch was foul
Them niggas next door to me smoked weed and Man that shit was loud
Once I took a puff I was so high I was on a different cloud
Made it feel like I was in the matrix without hearing a sound
Look at his pants sagging
A gangster he keep acting
He ran his mouth too much his mama gone now that shit tragic
While I be moving forward I feel like niggas going backwards
Aware of my surroundings can't be out here getting caught lacking
I did live in the hood but that don't mean that I was trapping
She put her trust in me and I done threw her into action
He wanna be a scammer but don't know they out her taxing
Don't call my phone up hoe we fucking done yo shit I packed it
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Writer(s): Tariq Mccoy
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