Why Dey Mad

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Why dey mad at me 
Cause I don't ride the bandwagon 
I stay poppin my shit 
It ain't no stress a nigga havin
Why dey mad at me
It's cause I'm really kinda up
I cant spare none of you niggaz 
I ran outta give a fuks
Why dey mad at me
It's cause I'm blessed and prayed up
On my moma a nigga play around and get sprayed up
Why dey mad at me 
Cause I don't condone dat sucka shit
I cant crash in my own lane 
No Micky dees they loving it

Lights camera action King Of Atlanta the main attraction
They say they havin motion but a lotta of these cappers cappin
They say they havin straps but we'll catch da opps lackin
They say they kinda up they got me cryin out laughin
Say he got it on him he must don't know I come from robbing
Am its morning I think he ducking and dodging them goblins
They should've warned him he should've made a smart decision
Why dey mad at a nigga cause he solid and never switched
It's axes apes and paper when you're playing with me
Don't think I won't erase you bout the family
Somebody tell me why these haters mad at me
Touch the king and it's gone be a lotta tragedy 

Why dey mad at me 
Cause I don't ride the bandwagon 
I stay poppin my shit 
It ain't no stress a nigga havin
Why dey mad at me
It's cause I'm really kinda up
I cant spare none of you niggaz 
I ran outta give a fuks
Why dey mad at me
It's cause I'm blessed and prayed up
On my moma a nigga play around and get sprayed up
Why dey mad at me 
Cause I don't condone dat sucka shit
I cant crash in my own lane 
No Micky dees they loving it

Ready set go we goin up and up and away
Nobody still ain't told the kang why dey mad today
I got manners before I feast you know I'm sayin my grace
Be surrounded by my kind we tryin to stay out the way
Say he want dat smoke they told me beef the brokest sport
Trying to get them emms all I wanna do is feed my folks
Trying to stop my shine 
How long you niggaz gonna block
You niggaz time up 
Ride the bench and check the clock 
(Ride the bench and check the clock)
I'm not diddy but I told you niggaz it don't stop 
I'm going all in it's my turn sit back and watch 
Money counting machines going chillin on a yatch
We ain't the band but we get them sticks and we gone rock
(We gone rock)

Why dey mad at me 
Cause I don't ride the bandwagon 
I stay poppin my shit 
It ain't no stress a nigga havin
Why dey mad at me
Its cause I'm really kinda up
I cant spare none of you niggaz 
I ran outta give a fuks
Why dey mad at me
It's cause I'm blessed and prayed up
On my moma a nigga play around and get sprayed up
Why dey mad at me 
Cause I don't condone dat sucka shit
I can't crash in my own lane 
No Micky dees they loving it

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