MAD!
Title | MAD! |
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Artist | Very Smurt |
Album | THE SMURT MIXTAPE |
Release Date | 2020-05-29 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro: Various News Reporters, (Very Smurt)] 40-some year old John Von Dawn, known as rapper Very Smurt, has died. The Prime Time News officials confirmed his death Saturday evening. They say the rapper was invaded at home in west L.A. when he was approached by a gunman. The news office says that man stabbed the rapper and then fleed… (fled?) into the darkness Do y’all know that point where, when you want to sneeze, but your nose really tickles and it’s very irritating when you’re trying to rap. But then, you never actually sneeze? It’s one of the worst things in the world, and Smurty Boi can not deal with it So apparently, we are at the scene at Very Smurt’s death right now, and, uh, apparently he was killed by some unknown man in a bag with a mask. Who knows who it is… (Ay, ay) [Chorus] Baby, we basic Keeping my money in Mason’s All of these trappers be saying They ain’t keeping their wads in a bank but Spotify royalties stripping me naked I put the money in moneyless Middle-class wannabe’s better go study this I got the IRS all on my ass For screwing up math These people are making me mad, ay [Verse] They making me mad I was just sitting, relaxing Having to smash all the haters When they be invading It’s tiring, I gotta buy in it I’m with the fads, I’m with a trends I making lovers and turn ‘em to friends Gotta be making some divider ends So I can get by all the bad investments This is the business I’m 'bouta diminish Booking flight to Tiauana, I’m gone This ain’t a Christmas Kid better christen this I gotta make all the money I laundered, wait I ain’t ever said, (well), I ain’t ever meant it IRS sticking me all in their mentions I oughta make some cash Get me fibbing to a mob boss ass [Chorus] Baby, we basic Keeping my money in Mason’s All of these trappers be saying They ain’t keeping their wads in a bank but Spotify royalties stripping me naked I put the money in moneyless Middle-class wannabe’s better go study this I got the IRS all on my ass For screwing up math These people are making me mad, ay You might also like[Verse 2] I wanna go home, go back to l.a But I gotta save dat money, I’m dave Lil buddy, don’t estimate it Charging me a milli, so I gotta evade it I made bank up until i got shot I be guessing ressurection just ain’t so hot But I gotta make bank, so I gotta drop But lately, been thinking of switching to pop Cuz I got money to save I got shit to do I got friends to pay A nice visit to Then, boi I’ll bail on they sorry ass I got 99 problems and an army of passion Bored of this I gotta tired of that Got an 03 Chevy, no designer hat Got a mob man trying to evade my taxes I’ll evade his girl, what’s poppin'?-to action [Chorus] Baby, we basic Keeping my money in Mason’s All of these trappers be saying They ain’t keeping their wads in a bank but Spotify royalties stripping me naked I put the money in moneyless Middle-class wannabe’s better go study this I got the IRS all on my ass For screwing up math These people are making me mad, ay |