Mad Lyrics – King Von from “What It Means To Be King” album is the latest English song. Mad song lyrics are written by Chopsquad DJ & King Von while the song is produced by Chopsquad DJ.
Mad Song Details:
| Song: | Mad |
| Album: | What It Means To Be King |
| Singer: | King Von |
| Produced by: | Chopsquad DJ |
| Lyrics: | Chopsquad DJ & King Von |
Mad Lyrics
Banger
DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger
These niggas mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top
These niggas mad because they not making no noise and now I’m hot
These niggas mad because I fuck with Top and we still on that block (We still on that block)
These niggas mad because I fuck with Durk and these shots for my opps (And these shots for my opps)
These niggas mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top (And I shot straight to the top)
These niggas mad because they not making no noise and now I’m hot (And now a nigga hot)
Thesе niggas mad because I fuck with Top and we still on that block (Wе still on that block)
These niggas mad because I fuck with Durk and these shots for my opps (And these shots for my opps, boom)
These niggas out here broke and shit, they stealin’ coats and shit
It’s twenty bands up on that nigga head, that’s what you ‘posed to get
Bitch, you over with, you lost that, boy, your ass a goofy (Boy, your ass a goofy)
Say you saw me and you had it on you, why you didn’t shoot? (Then why you didn’t shoot?)
It’s safe to say (Uh-huh), lil’ nigga, I paved the way (I did)
Sixteen, I caught a case, my mama lost her Section 8 (Damn)
I was in and out, guns in the house, but you know mama straight (You know)
‘Member when she found it, tried to kick me out, I was like, “Mama, wait” (Damn, damn)
Grandma say, “You better pray” (Uh-huh), I tell her, “Every day” (I did)
Then miss school and come in late (Uh-huh), some nights, she won’t see my face (Damn, damn)
We was out there wildin’ (Wildin’), everybody know Von a problem (They know)
I ain’t had no father, but that just made me go even harder
Two dead in one day, boy, I’m a heavyweight
Cold case, he D.O.A., mask up, gotta hide your face
Uncle said I’m done, locked up, caught another case
And they ain’t had no bond, couldn’t pay this shit anyway
These niggas mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top
These niggas mad because they not making no noise and now I’m hot
These niggas mad because I fuck with Top and we still on that block (We still on that block)
These niggas mad because I fuck with Durk and these shots for my opps (And these shots for my opps)
These niggas mad, I started rapping then I shot straight to the top (And I shot straight to the top)
These niggas mad because they not making no noise and now I’m hot (And now a nigga hot)
These niggas mad because I fuck with Top and we still on that block (We still on that block)
These niggas mad because I fuck with Durk and these shots for my opps (And these shots for my opps, boom)