Mad People

I don't owe shit to nigga, and nobody can say I switched on nigga
I just turnt up and got rich on nigga
Certified leader, they'll never say I lied either
I ain't have to dick ride either
I ain't put my nigga in no trick bag, ain't come up off my bitch bag
Ain't snitch or go out sad either
Never
I just put this shit right on my back even when I was on my last
I still took care of mad people

And by mad, I mean mad people
I mean a lot, and I mean angry, that shit mad evil
Gotta protect everything you got 'cause the robbers might see you
And your brother might betray you, he just might deceive you
Better hope he need you, better hope he loyal
You better hope you got love in the hood and them youngin's ain't hunting for you
I know a couple don't give a fuck about making dumb choices
I was sixteen dreaming about Rolls-Royces
Still waking up in sweats because I'm hearing voices
I'm gon' make money in my sleep, so going to sleep is pointless
We try and run through a hunnid a week, if you wanna eat, come join us
And if any nigga tweak, he gon' be disappointed
Chrome switchy go off, break his bones, and leave him jointless
Roll him up, he doinky
Everybody want me, God body anoint me
Tryna move low key, drive the car with no key
Like this bitch is stoley, I got four Rollies
Got a couple APs, iced out shit mostly
Plains cost more G's, I like my wrist on freeze
I like my neck on freeze, my accounts ain't gon' freeze
I like my bitch on me, run through your bitch with ease

I don't owe shit to nigga, and nobody can say I switched on nigga
I just turnt up and got rich on nigga
Certified leader, they'll never say I lied either
I ain't have to dick ride either
I ain't put my nigga in no trick bag, ain't come up off my bitch bag
Ain't snitch or go out sad either
I just put this shit right on my back even when I was on my last
I still took care of mad people