I Can’t Be Mad lyrics

by

YSN Flow


[Intro]
(Iceberg want a bag, b*tch)
I can't be mad, I can't be mad
I can't be mad, yeah-yeah
L462, gang
On granny, yeah

[Chorus]
I can't be mad, n*ggas ain't ride, now 200 on my dash
Push this b*tch off like it ain't even fast
Ain't tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I'm destined to crash
Trappy like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu' off them Addys, I bet I'ma spazz
I can't be hurt by no n*gga, I went through some sh*t with my dad

[Verse 1]
So much pain I don't show
I think I'm good, but they call me the G.O.A.T
Tryna move out that struggle was ready to go
Did this sh*t by myself, they ain't teach me the rolеs
But now they tryna hang with me
I only move if thе gang with me
Every time that I step got the flame with me
He a sneak diss his n*gga, he lame to me
I'm tryna run up them digits, let's cut it
They know I'ma f*ck up the bank if I touch it
I'm tryna f*ck up the trap, tell 'em rush it
LAX, I just left with the pack in my luggage
She tryna kiss on my lips, are you buggin'?
Rich n*gga sh*t, ho, you know how I'm stuntin'
Knock off his face if that boy do the frontin'
That's how it be when them young n*ggas bummin'
Don't give a f*ck about sh*t, just stay with them sticks
And make sure that nobody miss
I make a call and they grip, go wet up that strip
We hit everybody then dip
Never had nothin', b*tch, I had to steal if I want it
So that's probably why I'm like this
I'm probably off with your b*tch, you say, "I love you" and sh*t
I just be f*ckin' her up then I pass to the clique
[Chorus]
I can't be mad, n*ggas ain't ride, now 200 on my dash
Push this b*tch off like it ain't even fast
Ain't tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I'm destined to crash
Trappy like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu' off them Addys, I bet I'ma spazz
I can't be hurt by no n*gga, I went through some sh*t with my dad

[Verse 2]
Walk out in Neiman's, I'm drippin'
I'm designer, reminiscin', was just in that kitchen
Can't let 'em knock off my pivot
Two choices, lose or go and get it
So I hopped in my bag
Ran it up and now I need me a duffle
Yeah, I'm really 'bout it, ain't nobody gon' touch me
Crack the seal, b*tch, we been sippin' on bubbly
I know sh*t look pretty but we from that ugly
Walk into school with that ratchet on me
Got a di*k in this Glock, don't do pattin' on me
I bet n*ggas respect me, don't have to know me
See the way that I'm ballin', might pass Ginobli
If I step out, you know, it's designer on me
'Cause we really f*ck up the mall, ho
Spendin' money, that's my flaw, ho
Off them Xannies, I get lost, ho
[Chorus]
I can't be mad, n*ggas ain't ride, now 200 on my dash
Push this b*tch off like it ain't even fast
Ain't tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I'm destined to crash
Trappy like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu' off them Addys, I bet I'ma spazz
I can't be hurt by no n*gga, I went through some sh*t with my dad
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