Never gone feel like I'm doing enough
Always complaining just shut the f*ck up
I'm the type nigga I'm running it up
Running it up, young nigga turning it up
I don't throw money in clubs, f*ck all that talking I just wanna run it up
Bad little bitch on my phone, she ain't cute enough
I've been getting money off this little computer stuff
Chane on my left and you know he been glowing up
Dre is my slime you know not to f*ck with us
??? right here because it stay on my hip
All these blues you would think that I'm a crip
Dressing in all white I feel like the pope
We the young niggas that's giving out hope
I told my little brother, I don't want you to smoke Newports
You can tell in my voice I ain't capping
If I wasn't in stu I would really be trapping
Been grinding all day but I took me a nap
I'm with all my goons and they making me laugh
If you looked in my stash you could tell that I'm bad
A young nigga lit, but sometimes I'm mad
Heh, I get mad
I get pissed off
Shawty when you coming over take your draws off
Tell what the f*ck you need it's a phone call
She coming over just to snort up my whole 8 ball
Don't ask me about no other nigga they been exiled
I get mad I get pissed off'
Moving like a big boss
They ask me who is next, I told em Wes could be the runner up
WesHoe
Immortal Luey - I Get Mad (feat. WesHoe) Lyrics
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Never gone feel like I'm doing enough
Always complaining just shut the f*ck up
I'm the type nigga I'm running it up
Running it up, young nigga turning it up
I don't throw money in clubs, f*ck all that talking I just wanna run it up
Bad little bitch on my phone, she ain't cute enough
I've been getting money off this little computer stuff
Chane on my left and you know he been glowing up
Dre is my slime you know not to f*ck with us
??? right here because it stay on my hip
All these blues you would think that I'm a crip
Dressing in all white I feel like the pope
We the young niggas that's giving out hope
I told my little brother, I don't want you to smoke Newports
You can tell in my voice I ain't capping
If I wasn't in stu I would really be trapping
Been grinding all day but I took me a nap
I'm with all my goons and they making me laugh
If you looked in my stash you could tell that I'm bad
A young nigga lit, but sometimes I'm mad
Heh, I get mad
I get pissed off
Shawty when you coming over take your draws off
Tell what the f*ck you need it's a phone call
She coming over just to snort up my whole 8 ball
Don't ask me about no other nigga they been exiled
I get mad I get pissed off'
Moving like a big boss
They ask me who is next, I told em Wes could be the runner up
WesHoe
Always complaining just shut the f*ck up
I'm the type nigga I'm running it up
Running it up, young nigga turning it up
I don't throw money in clubs, f*ck all that talking I just wanna run it up
Bad little bitch on my phone, she ain't cute enough
I've been getting money off this little computer stuff
Chane on my left and you know he been glowing up
Dre is my slime you know not to f*ck with us
??? right here because it stay on my hip
All these blues you would think that I'm a crip
Dressing in all white I feel like the pope
We the young niggas that's giving out hope
I told my little brother, I don't want you to smoke Newports
You can tell in my voice I ain't capping
If I wasn't in stu I would really be trapping
Been grinding all day but I took me a nap
I'm with all my goons and they making me laugh
If you looked in my stash you could tell that I'm bad
A young nigga lit, but sometimes I'm mad
Heh, I get mad
I get pissed off
Shawty when you coming over take your draws off
Tell what the f*ck you need it's a phone call
She coming over just to snort up my whole 8 ball
Don't ask me about no other nigga they been exiled
I get mad I get pissed off'
Moving like a big boss
They ask me who is next, I told em Wes could be the runner up
WesHoe
Writer: Andre Crawford
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid