"Damn" lyrics

Damn, Waka, why you mad?
Niggas hating on me, saying I'm definition of whack
Damn, Waka, why you mad?
They lyin' on their neck, tryna kill a nigga's swag
Da-Damn, Waka, why-why you mad?
They took my mama credit, but you know I got her back
I realized that, they ain't got no loyalty
They all about they self-shout, they all about the royalty

I could feel it in my soul
I'm strung in aroma of some bleach
A lot of people judge my ways
But they don't practice with they preach
I said I walk, I talk, I act so fucking gangsta (Flocka)
I said I walk, I talk, I act so fucking gangsta (Flocka, Flocka, Flocka)
When I was young, I wanted to grow up and be a gangsta (Mistake)
Middle fingers tuggin' 'til they hang us (Brick Squad)
They not the same as us
Hell naw, y'all can't hang with us (Haha)
Hangin' with the bangers, twittin' off fingers
Damn, well, y'all make me mad
The information in the camera tryna kill my swag (Flocka)
The media tryna take me out (Liar)
Doc come, so I smoke weed to stay calm
Bomb 'em like Saddam, why the F y'all hatin' on me?
I'm just tryna feed my family (Flocka)
Waka Flame, my G

Damn, Waka, why you mad?
Niggas hating on me, saying I'm definition of whack
Damn, Waka, why you mad?
They lyin' on their neck, tryna kill a nigga's swag
Da-Damn, Waka, why-why you mad?
They took my mama credit, but you know I got her back
I realized that, they ain't got no loyalty
They all about they self-shout, they all about the royalty

I let my anger get the best of me
So my emotions ran on drugs
In the club tryna be a thug (Brick Squad)
Had mixed feelings so I show no love (Flocka)
I used to be embarrassed
'Cause my shoes was a new
I ask a lot to get my back
So I don't play myself up off these streets
Not tryna be your memory (Flocka)
No goin' down in history (Flocka)
For the next day, I rap, I go hard, no Viagra
My grandma say, "Be cool"
That's just the thought of coming at you
Would I make it or just fail?
Would I die or go to jail?
That's the shit I think about
Shot myself in blank
And now they sleepin' on me, I'ma wake 'em up (Bow)
Tell my friends and family I got covered like some makeup (Brick Squad)
If hip-hop was my girl, I swear to God, I wanna break her (Brick Squad)
If the fans was my kids, tell a mama she ain't sick

Damn, Waka, why you mad?
Niggas hating on me, saying I'm definition of whack
Damn, Waka, why you mad?
They lyin' on their neck, tryna kill a nigga's swag
Da-Damn, Waka, why-why you mad?
They took my mama credit, but you know I got her back
I realized that, they ain't got no loyalty
They all about they self-shout, they all about the royalty