What U mad for? by Elementim Lyrics
Yeah,uh tihaha Elementim
Devil tryna get me for my soul yeah,I be running to the money like Usain Bolt,tryna tell the stories that I wrote,what you mad for this the life that I chose,said I was the same I changed a lot dawg yeah,niggas made me change and dem rules that I broke,you never tell the truth yeah I know,that shit lame you gotta grow,yeah yeah,watch me taking off,get your hustle on,what you saying nigga,you ain’t gon support,I don’t need that shit,like I give a fuck,I’m all about the money,what I’m looking for yeah yeah yeah
What u mad for what u mad for,married to the money what I need a wife for,waste no time girl get your pants off,I’m so fly merhn fuck the Air Force,godamn what u mad for,what u mad for married to the money what I need a wife for,waste no time girl get your pants off(yeah),I’m so fly merhn fuck the Air Force yeah
This shit way bigger,way bigger than you,that bitch never lied I be hitting her good,keep my circle smaller only let in few,I just do the rap I don’t even try ooh(git git git),niggas tryna be me yeah I’m getting copied yeah,same niggas see me then they acting stupid yeah same niggas ignored when I needed help,same niggas acting like nothing happened,I’m so high than a mother fucker(motherfucker)I mean higher than a skyscraper (skyscraper)not coming down never(down never),so many years merhn I did suffer (did suffer)and I never loved again ever since I got fucked over,sorry for the wait,I let some people out of my life first,I’m a nightmare nigga,you ain’t just safe,the streets taught me a lot so I’m ruthless
What u mad for what u mad for,married to the money what I need wife for,waste no time girl get your pants off,I’m so fly merhn fuck the Air Force,godamn what u mad for what u mad for,married to the money what I need a wife for, waste no time girl get your pants off,I’m so fly merhn fuck The Air Force
Fuck some day ones,they never really help a nigga on the way up,fuck some days ones they never really help a nigga on the way up,days ones,(fuck’em)they never really help a nigga on the way up,I’m bout my paper
Devil tryna get me for my soul yeah,I be running to the money like Usain Bolt,tryna tell the stories that I wrote,what you mad for this the life that I chose,said I was the same I changed a lot dawg yeah,niggas made me change and dem rules that I broke,you never tell the truth yeah I know,that shit lame you gotta grow,yeah yeah,watch me taking off,get your hustle on,what you saying nigga,you ain’t gon support,I don’t need that shit,like I give a fuck,I’m all about the money,what I’m looking for yeah yeah yeah
What u mad for what u mad for,married to the money what I need a wife for,waste no time girl get your pants off,I’m so fly merhn fuck the Air Force,godamn what u mad for,what u mad for married to the money what I need a wife for,waste no time girl get your pants off(yeah),I’m so fly merhn fuck the Air Force yeah
This shit way bigger,way bigger than you,that bitch never lied I be hitting her good,keep my circle smaller only let in few,I just do the rap I don’t even try ooh(git git git),niggas tryna be me yeah I’m getting copied yeah,same niggas see me then they acting stupid yeah same niggas ignored when I needed help,same niggas acting like nothing happened,I’m so high than a mother fucker(motherfucker)I mean higher than a skyscraper (skyscraper)not coming down never(down never),so many years merhn I did suffer (did suffer)and I never loved again ever since I got fucked over,sorry for the wait,I let some people out of my life first,I’m a nightmare nigga,you ain’t just safe,the streets taught me a lot so I’m ruthless
What u mad for what u mad for,married to the money what I need wife for,waste no time girl get your pants off,I’m so fly merhn fuck the Air Force,godamn what u mad for what u mad for,married to the money what I need a wife for, waste no time girl get your pants off,I’m so fly merhn fuck The Air Force
Fuck some day ones,they never really help a nigga on the way up,fuck some days ones they never really help a nigga on the way up,days ones,(fuck’em)they never really help a nigga on the way up,I’m bout my paper