What You Mad At lyrics

[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yo, I'm sick of all these directional-ass rappin'-ass n*ggas (Tsk, uhh, yo)
You know what I'm sayin'?
You got Wests in the sh*t, now we got this East n*gga (Yo, yo, you, you hatin')
Get the f*ck outta here, man, for real (Dave East is hot, he hot)
What kind of sh*t is this, man? (He hot, son, Harlem n*gga, I f*ck with 'em)
I'ma get my own rappers, n*gga (Yeah) like Mike North or somethin', you know what I'm sayin'?
Down South Black or somethin', you know what I mean?
These directional-ass n*ggas (Ah, n*gga, you ain't got no money, n*gga, Nas signed 'em, for real)
Man, I don't give a f*ck, man, who cares, man? (Yeah, he hot, he Def Jam)
He ain't signed no basketball team, n*gga, the n*gga 6'4", n*gga (Ahh, you a hater, b*tches like that)
Sign 'em to the CBA or somethin', n*gga
This rap sh*t is over, man, for real, man, for real (Aw, nah, nah, nah)
Why you mad, son?
I'm just sayin', son, my sh*t is still Stanley steamin', you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm still the johnniest of 'em all, fam
This n*gga here, man, I don't even get it, I just—
I'm mad, son, I'm mad

[Chorus]
Tell me, what the f*ck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, f*ck is you mad at?
I never got to see it, I need it, I never had that
We all go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?
Tell me, what the f*ck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, f*ck is you mad at?
I never got to see it, I need it, I never had that
We all go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?
[Verse 1]
You never went to school with weapons in your backpack
Walkin' through the halls like, "Yeah, I had that"
I'm just tryna backtrack and understand what these n*ggas so mad at
Tryna cop a dime, I ain't had five, I couldn't match that
My waist was where the strap usually was stashed at
A boss gon' put that paper on your sh*t, bump like a snapback
You never was my man, reach out your hand, I ain't gon' dap that
You hate me, but you see me, like, "Yo, Dave, get on my Snapchat"
I never wanted to be like you n*ggas, always look past that
So eager, nobody knew me neither, f*ck you so mad at?
I could still slide through the spots that I used to trap at
I was taught to get it and ask, "The f*ck is the cash at?"

[Chorus]
Tell me, what the f*ck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, f*ck is you mad at?
I never got to see it, I need it, I never had that
We all go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?
Tell me, what the f*ck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, f*ck is you mad at?
I never got to see it, I need it, I never had that
We all go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?

[Verse 2]
This sh*t is more than entertainment
My daughter got me changin', keep my lawyer on retainer
Nobody knew my name, I was performin' like I'm famous
So far from the top, but I still saw it from the basement
The sh*t I spoke about is embedded, you can't erase it
I never drove a foreign before, I just wanted to race it
How you plan to hit the next level? Don't know the basics
I talk to God then talk to the devil, my life is dangerous
[Interlude]
Survival

[Chorus]
I know why you mad, n*gga
I know why you mad
I know why you mad, n*gga
I know why you mad
I know why you mad

[Verse 3]
I know why you mad, n*gga
I made goal out of trash, n*gga
I only hit the club for a bag, n*gga
I know why you mad, n*gga
Misery love company, will not be no sad n*gga
Born with it, I act just like my dad, n*gga
Pack flipper, no ass-kisser, I'm that n*gga
They don't love you 'til you die, you can keep your congrats, n*gga
Look you dead in your eye, can't disguise that you're mad, n*gga
This life been hard, we ain't have many reasons to laugh, n*gga
Put your work in, the NBA don't just draft n*ggas
Lead and never follow, go create your own path, n*gga
Fresh out the cell to a V12, blow right past n*ggas
I worked too hard to be a broke-ass n*gga
Lost with no hope ass-n*gga
Ran out of favors, so just don't ask, n*gga
Don't ask me sh*t you know you won't ask Jigga
I was on Hov ave bitter
Face unfamiliar, I don't know that n*gga
If it ain't pressure I don't roll that, n*gga
You live on throwback pictures
Reminiscin' on the times when you had it
Talkin' how you had a Benz and you survived when you crashed it
Scared? Go to church or see who read the bible the fastest
They use love, they won't acknowledge a master
They just reply to you faster
Everybody used to go but I ran out of them passes
Surrounded by ghosts and I don't know Casper
I know why you mad, I'm about to own all of my masters
Canada, I'm comin' soon, I'm tryna glow up my passport
This is me, build and empire and we can split the fee
I ain't charge 'em, I was gettin' sh*t for free
Regardless, I'ma eat
[Chorus]
I know why you mad, n*gga
It's funny what the money do, just know that I laugh, n*gga
I know why you mad
I know why you mad, n*gga
I know why you mad
I know why you mad, n*gga
I know why you mad

[Outro]
Yeah, simple math
They got the b*tches, they got the money, they got the cars, they got the crib
They travel around the world, they smokin' that exotic
sh*t, if I was you, I'd be mad, too