WHY U MAD AT ME

Remember late nights earned stripes Serving straight white Talk shit slap box clear into the day light Might fuss may fight but stayed tight Keep with the J and E before a lighter hit the base pipe If the trap was the ocean or the sea You would consider me and him the killer whale and great whites Before a nigga tried and clique make him think twice Cause they knew cap would kill a nigga before you blink twice They right I'm reciting my life nigga Nigga I was ther every night through sirens or a silent night Cold Sundays slow Mondays hot Friday night Tuesday Thursday serving weather if they might ride 2 nite On peaceful days Hostile evenings even violent nights Chip on my shoulder holding grudges You can die tonight I swear yall nigga aint have no idea what my life was like Before the bright lights and a half a mill jus to grab the mike Jus cuz I came from the bottom to the top why u mad at me Just cuz I spent a 100 on the drop why u mad at me Is it cuz I kept it pimpin and stayed down why u mad at me Or is it cuz I am the a-town why u mad at me Is it cuz ur lame and I'm a G Is it cuz I got love in the streets Is it cuz ur time is running out Or is it cuz u know I'm the king of the south Niggas mad cuz I got it like this Ross gold on my wrist hoes on my dick But I can give a fuck about this Industry I'm b the same TIP till the end of me That's sumthing u know automatically if you're a friend to me Question you have to think other wise now youv offended me Came in the game not looking for a friend or enemy But found them both now both now niggas in to me Got lil rapp niggas liken to me Major lables and police wanna censor me Feds on my ass cuz I'm in the streets like I slang Theirs a lot of lame niggas who lie and snitch on me It ain't my fault that you can't picture me Riding in the phantom I would never phathom Fame that a nigga could gain from Atlanta Now I'm jus trying to maintain for Atlanta Before niggas would say Atlanta I was born growed up and stayed in Atlanta True enough I sold ye in Atlanta Compared to contributions I made in Atlanta Jus cuz I came from the bottom to the top why u mad at me Just cuz I spent a 100 on the drop why u mad at me Is it cuz I kept it pimpin and stayed down why u mad at me Or is it cuz I am the a-town why u mad at me Is it cuz ur lame and I'm a G Is it cuz I got love in the streets Is it cuz ur time is running out Or is it cuz u know I'm the king of the south A Pick a reason any reason all excuse will do But man u lucky I ain't buckin like I used to do fools While you were throwing up 1 and 2s I was lifting up tools And then shoot at his shoes to see if he moves Would either bust at his head then check if he's dead Don't talk around him cuz I heard he's the feds man They offer him time and they know that he's scaired They tell him give me a name or your doing a stretch man But wear a wire and record what he said then you can tell his lawyer that his clients a dead man A rat I'm smelling Blow I ain't selling Were u got that impression there ain't no telling Guese I'm a felon why was that in question What about all these records I'm selling I'm bank head born and bank head bread But what if a nigga download then hes bank head dead Jus cuz I came from the bottom to the top why u mad at me Just cuz I spent a 100 on the drop why u mad at me Is it cuz I kept it pimpin and stayed down why u mad at me Or is it cuz I am the a-town why u mad at me Is it cuz ur lame and I'm a G Is it cuz I got love in the streets Is it cuz ur time is running out Or is it cuz u know I'm the king of the south