Mad For - King Iso, A-Wax

I get treated differently now that I got my bag up

Had no other choice when I was young but make the trap jump

In a Louis store, I keep employees filling bags up

Bitch get out your feelings, no one care what you so mad for

Bitch get out your feelings

Snitching on himself, imagine how he talk to 12

Well that’s the way he talk the flag bro

Fuck up out your feelings

Pray God as my witness, pillow talking to these bitches

That’s a good way to get back though

First day up out the county, big stack of blues I’m counting

Just hired an accountant, got more drip than a fountain

Long way from public housing, these kicks on me was a thousand

Kidnap your boo like Bowser, while sipping on juice all drowsy

This ain’t no Trish I’m pouring, got more drip than the ocean

Alphabet boys keep probing, JT diamonds keep me frozen

Long as she run an enemy, won’t mind if she be hoeing

Sold a lot of 'ye, to my success it was a key component

Chains on my neck, a real gaudy, DA compared me to Gotti

Never did dirt with you 'cause I’m afraid in a jam you will put the blame on me

When I said that I could get you a feature with Drake, we ain’t talking 'bout

Aubrey

Suckers be hating me largely, around this bitch I got more beef than Arby’s

You could keep the clout, I don’t got time for Q and A’s

Freddie Krueger grill to match the Freddy Krueger chain

She’s an oxymoron way she gave me stupid brain

Pop out on them tripping, ain’t nobody shooting strains

I get treated differently now that I got my bag up

Had no other choice when I was young but make the trap jump

In a Louis store, I keep employees filling bags up

Bitch get out your feelings, no one care what you so mad for

Bitch get out your feelings

Snitching on himself, imagine how he talk to 12

Well that’s the way he talk the flag bro

Fuck up out your feelings

Pray God as my witness, pillow talking to these bitches

That’s a good way to get back though

Hoe why you mad like TV?

I ball like Madden, easy

Like Steve they Mad, an' see me

With sticks like «That's a teepee»

How you a Mac and PC?

Pop like Mike Jackson, hehe

Like bruh got cast to be me

Said blood gon' have to be me

Bitch didn’t believe in me back then when I was broke as shit

Heard I got a ticket, now want tickets to my show and shit

Bitch used to call bad b’s on me, I knew she for sure a snitch

I was sick, now all that alter-brain homage is over with

The diamonds come logic with staring

Used to rock it like Ozzy, no Sharon

I do all my dirt by my lonely, you needed a homie, that means no comparing

When I said that I could get you a feature with Tech, wasn’t talking 'bout

Aaron (No)

If you see me with that Pie-Rx don’t worry 'bout nothing, I’m just running

errands (Yo)

That’s on the ghosts like the dead bloods

They had loafs in they mouths, ain’t no breadcrumbs

If this rapping don’t work and the feds come

Get that dope out the mattress like bed bugs

You picked up a habit, I was fed drugs

So much blood on my hands look like red gloves

Now I tear through the paper like check stubs

Aye man, drumming that bitch on my Questlove

I get treated differently now that I got my bag up

Had no other choice when I was young but make the trap jump

In a Louis store, I keep employees filling bags up

Bitch get out your feelings, no one care what you so mad for

Bitch get out your feelings

Snitching on himself imagine how he talk to 12

Well that’s the way he talk the flag bro

Fuck up out your feelings

Pray God as my witness, pillow talking to these bitches

That’s a good way to get back though