Anger - YG Hootie

You can see the steam coming off a nigga head

Uh, uh

Mad, mad that my brother got 26

Mad that he thought he had friends

But really in the end just some niggas ain’t fucking with

Mad, mad that I blew through mad money

Thinking it was mad funny

Keeping up with trends

But really in the end shoulda stacked up all the blessings God had for me

Whoa, pretty why you going there

Cause every time go side the booth I don’t know if I’m a go again

Feel some bad times rolling in

Feeling devil tryna creep in

Say a prayer for the haters

Let me know you the realist

And if you don’t believe

Don’t fuck with me

Drew a line in the sand, real shit

Kill shit, still kill shit

But now, I just wanna kill your facade

Am new and it’s a job

Am new and it’s an uphill battle

You cage on my rattle like don’t kill the love

Everytime I hit a troop I smile

For me, that’s hot

I’m wild, I’m calm

I’m a contradiction, I’m an oxymoron

Fanning the flame or pass the choron

If you mad like me, am a come on

Mad, mad

I’m mad that they got a cell waitin for me

Everybody switchin you can take it homie

Tellin myself you can make it homie

When you hear me on the track nah that never phony

Using my anger like an anchor

Runnin up the sidelines tryna score

Like a flanker or a banker, what’s danger

Put a nigga on the edge

Hell actin all red

Take it with me to the head

Rest in peace Double J

Still see you in my head

Fuck the Feds, fuck them niggas too

Fuck these bitches too, fuck these snitches too

If a nigga try me I’m a let it loose

Teach the hood like the institute

Mad, mad like a nigga in a whip with no free on

Then it’s summertime and you feelin like a freon

I’m a sweat it out, nigga let it out

Best you come up with a plan

Gotta tell it to the man

Fuck around, you ain’t never lose again

Being broke is a sin

Being broke is a sin

I’m wild, I’m calm

I’m a contradiction, I’m an oxymoron

Fanning the flame or pass the choron

If you mad like me, am a come on

Mad, mad

Let it run, let it run

I lost my head

My best friend dead

Being watched by Feds

Locked up life’s dread

Took one for the team

But the team left me

Life just a bad dream

Life just a bad dream

Mad, mad

Mad, mad