Vic Mensa - U Mad Lyrics
[Intro: Vic Mensa]Ooh I don't need y'all eitherOoh don't wanna talk about itOoh like I don't, like I don't know nobodyLike I don't know nobodyI guess I don'tOh you mad, huh?Oh you mad, huh?Oh you mad, huh?[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]She gon' be mad right? Ain't that too bad, right?Wanna catch that cab, right? Take back that bag, right?I guess that she just gon' go buy herself that purse, that purseI guess that she just gon' go swipe, buy her self worth, that's coldNow I'm the villain, no really I'm just chillin'Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin'Mary, Mary all I need, *****, money, weedAnd all my women in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTreeAll I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the road like every dayWe everywhere, any day and anywhere that the money sayNo questions, no questions please, just on your kneesBlow, don't sneeze, ***** shut up, don't breatheGasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy said that nigga mashedAll praise to Allah, not Ramadan but these *****es fast***** in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrrrWho her? I forgot her name[Hook: Vic Mensa]Ooh like I don't, like I don't know nobodyOoh like I don't, like I don't know nobodyOoh like, ooh like I don't know nobodyLike I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobodyOh you mad, huh?I guess I don'tOh you mad, huh?Oh you mad, huh?Oh you mad, huh?[Verse 2: Kanye West]There go another lawsuitIn court so much, man I should've went to law schoolEverybody brawlin', it was all cool'Til I hit the bartender with the barstoolI don't ***** with fake dudes wearin' fake TruesI just talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "TRUUU!"I feel like MJ, I'm in his shoesI'm talkin' Montell Jordan, this is how we doBust a nigga head and then I lay lowThese niggas ass-water, get the DranoShe ain't really bad, she a photo thotI should hire this *****, she so damn good at PhotoshopThat Lexapro got me drowsy than a heart attackI think they finally think got me where they want me atI got 700 emails in my inboxWhat that mean? I ain't callin' nobody back[Hook][Verse 3: Vic Mensa]I be catchin' too many stares this evening, God fearin' but God knows I'm on a rollAt the Louvre in Paris, still be on the block like a corner storeAin't my fault you ain't the man, made a plan, man it was plannedThey sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to FrancePaparazzi like, "Oh that's him!", pour that gin, let's get fadedDrinkin' like it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the MatrixHater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do rightBut if she bad I might hit a ***** in the elevator like Ray RiceUh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's just differentSAVEMONEY, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fencesHold on I'm tryna get loose, please don't get shit confusedAsk Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye shit just lit the fuseNow I'm on fire, everybody go quietLike where was you last week? My nigga the ***** was you hidin'?Like I was laying on my arm I'm on my sideSouth side, I'm down to start a riot[Hook]