"Why You Mad" lyrics

"Why You Mad"
(feat. Gervs)

It's the morning, thinkin' 'bout what I did last night
Pick my phone up, scrollin' scared to see what I'd find

Woke up to texts that you mad at me
Not the best guy but I try to be
Only thing is that you doubted me
Now my whole yard filled with money trees, oh yeah, oh yeah

Hole in my chest but I sewed it up
Get me a drink, and I pour it up
Get out my way don't you hold me up
Stop bein' fake and just show me love, oh yeah, oh yeah

Find my own way
Numbers don't lie
I know you wanna stay
I really don't care, no
I think it's time to keep on movin' it along

Brand new whip, ride by myself though
Brand new wrist, look like a snow globe
Milli in my bank and you know how it goes
Prolly didn't think that I'd get here, no
I did it all by myself
I didn't ask for your damn help

It's the morning, thinkin' 'bout what I did last night
Pick my phone up, scrollin' scared to see what I'd find

Woke up to texts that you mad at me
Not the best guy but I try to be
Only thing is that you doubted me
Now my whole yard filled with money trees, oh yeah, oh yeah

Hole in my chest but I sewed it up
Get me a drink, and I pour it up
Get out my way don't you hold me up
Stop bein' fake and just show me love, oh yeah, oh yeah

Off to an island, where you won't find me
Just leave me alone, in a different time zone
I could tell by my timepiece

I jump on a PJ
Flyin' to Maui
As soon as I land, got the keys in my hand
Imma ride in my Audi

So, I hop in the coupe
Take off the roof, this shit feel cool
Goin' too fast, digital dash, my engine rude

Don't try to make me feel bad, no
We could have shared the same bag

It's the morning, thinkin' 'bout what I did last night
Pick my phone up, scrollin' scared to see what I'd find (I'm scared to see what I find)
Woke up to texts that you mad at me
Not the best guy but I try to be
Only thing is that you doubted me
Now my whole yard filled with money trees, oh yeah, oh yeah

Hole in my chest but I sewed it up
Get me a drink, and I pour it up
Get out my way don't you hold me up
Stop bein' fake and just show me love, oh yeah, oh yeah


Writer(s): Brian Edward Bernotas, Michael Gervasini, Louis Attilio Vigorito, John Ciro Vigorito
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