Mr.MakemMad Lyrics

Mr. make em mad, that's a fact, yeah, yeah

I just dropped a bag that's a rack, yeah, yeah

Speakin' on my name, you so wack, yeah, yeah

This shit ain't bout fame, I need stacks, yeah, yeah

I'm tryna tell you bout to old me

Goddamn, really wish someone would told me

When you workin' on yourself, it get lonely

When you higher than you should, you might O.D

I know I can't trust nobody, gotta show me

Used to play games with they heart, but that's the old me

They don't love you if you broke, and that's just real life

And I felt that shit before, and it don't feel right

I'm the reason she can't walk in heels, right

Shit crazy, I've been goin' off, whoa

Took a pill, got me walkin' round slow

So don't you ask me where I've been, I don't know

Drivin' fast down the road, help me cope

From all that bullshit in my past

That's why every night I'm on they ass

Took a lil' trip and I seen leaky do that dash

We just came up off some packs, ma relax

Mr. make em mad, that's a fact, yeah, yeah

I just dropped a bag that's a rack, yeah, yeah

Speakin' on my name, you so wack, yeah, yeah

This shit ain't bout fame, I need stacks, yeah, yeah

Used to be a young grimy nigga

A real slimy nigga

If you did me wrong, you might be better dying nigga

I'm the type to line a nigga

I need what's mine

So don't you try and cross a nigga, you out your mind

So don't hate me for no kickback

Till my money can't fold, that's a big stack

Walkin' round two-tone on my wrist wrap

Used to have two phones Im the shit, yeah

Niggas never like me round they bitch

Niggas insecure act like a kid

Tell that boy to stand on business

If he really try and live

Why them niggas in my business

Asking mama where I've been

They can't never be forgiven, they ain't wanna see me win

Mr. make em mad, that's a fact, yeah, yeah

I just dropped a bag that's a rack, yeah, yeah

Speakin' on my name, you so wack, yeah, yeah

This shit ain't bout fame, I need stacks, yeah, yeah

Mr. make em mad, that's a fact, yeah, yeah

I just dropped a bag that's a rack, yeah, yeah

Speakin' on my name, you so wack, yeah, yeah

This shit ain't bout fame, I need stacks, yeah, yeah