And then shoot at his shoes just to see if he move
Is 'cause you know yo' time runnin' out
And when a nigga die, I'm gon' be Bankhead dead
Sucka ass nigga, why u mad at me?
What about all these records I'm sellin'?
Why u mad at me?
Feds on my ass 'cause I'm in the streets
You could consider me and them the killa whales and great whites
That's why u mad at me?
Nigga, I was there no matter what through sirens on a silent night
Found them both now that niggaz in to me
Day right, I'm recitin' my life
Talk shit, slap box clear into the daylight
But man, you lucky I ain't buckin' like I used to do fools
Niggaz mad cause I got it like this
Now I'm just tryin' to maintain for Atlanta
That's why u mad at me?
Is it 'cause I came from the bottom to the top
Don't talk around him 'cause I heard he the Feds, man
Why u mad at me?
Rol's on my wrist hoes on my dick, my dick
Why u mad at me?
Remember late nights, earn stripes servin' straight white
Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and stayed down
Chip on my shoulder, hold a grudge, you could die tonight
That's why u mad at me?
That's why u mad at me?
Got little rap niggaz likin' into me
Why u mad at me?
Or is it 'cause I am the a town
Is it 'cause I got love in the streets
Why u mad at me?
Or either bust at his head to check if he dead, man
"Give me they names or you doin' the stretch, man"
I swear you niggaz had no idea what my life was like
Is it 'cause I came from the bottom to the top
It ain't my fault that you can't piture me
Why u mad at me?
Where you got that impressin, ain't no tellin'
Is 'cause you know yo' time runnin' out
Is 'cause you a lame and I'm a G
Why u mad at me?
Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the south
On peaceful days hostile evenings, even violent nights
A rat, I'm smellin', blow, I ain't sellin'
Think I still slang listen to lame niggaz
I'm a be the same tip til the end of me
Might fuss, may fight, but stay tight
Now true enough I sold yay in Atlanta
Why u mad at me?
Why u mad at me?
'Cause they knew Cap would kill a nigga 'fo blink twice
Cold Sundays, slow Mondays, hot Friday nights
Before niggaz would say in Atlanta
Or is it 'cause I am the a town
That's why u mad at me?
Why u mad at me?
Why u mad at me?
Who lie to snitch on me
If the trap was the ocean or the sea
But I could give a fuck about this industry
Is 'cause you know yo' time runnin' out
Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the south
That's why u mad at me?
I'm Bankhead born and Bankhead bread
And then you can tell his lawyer that his client's a dead man
Or wear a wire, go record what he said
Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the south
Keep what, the J, need for the lighter, hit the base pipe
Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and stayed down
'Fo a nigga tried to click it, make them think twice
Maybe 'cause I spent a hundred on a drop
That's something you know automatically if you a friend of me
That's why u mad at me?
Yes, I'm a felon, why was that in question?
Is it 'cause I came from the bottom to the top
Why u mad at me?
All the fame that a nigga can gain from Atlanta
Question that'll think otherwise now you offend me
Maybe 'cause I spent a hundred on a drop
They offer him time and they knowin' he scared and tell him
Major labels and polices want to censor me
Is 'cause you a lame and I'm a G
Oh lame ass nigga, why u mad at me?
While you was throwin' one's and two's, I was liftin' up tools
Why u mad at me?
Is 'cause you a lame and I'm a G
Compared to contributions I made to Atlanta
I was Rhode Park, Doug High, stayed in Atlanta
Is it 'cause I got love in the streets
Why u mad at me?
Came in this game not lookin' for a friend or enemy
Tuesday Thursdays servin' whether or not they ride tonight
Ay, pick a reason, any reason, all excuses would do
Ridin' in a Phantom and I swear I never fathom
Why u mad at me?
Before the bright lights and a half a mil' just to grab the mic
Or is it 'cause I am the a town
That's why u mad at me?
Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and stayed down
Maybe 'cause I spent a hundred on a drop
Is it 'cause I got love in the streets
