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i can't be mad - ysn flow lyrics

[intro]
(iceberg want a bag, b*tch)
i can’t be mad, i can’t be mad
i can’t be mad, yeah*yeah
l462, gang
on granny, yeah

[chorus]
i can’t be mad, n*ggas ain’t ride, now 200 on my dash
push this b*tch off like it ain’t even fast
ain’t tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
catch my opposition, i’m destined to crash
trappy like a rocket, he ready to blast
in the stu’ off them addys, i bet i’ma spazz
i can’t be hurt by no n*gga, i went through some sh*t with my dad

[verse 1]
so much pain, i don’t show
i think i’m good, but they call me the g.o.a.t
tryna move out that struggle, was ready to go
did this sh*t by myself, they didn’t teach me the rolеs
man, now they tryna hang with me
i only move with thе gang with me
every time that i step, got that flame with me
he a sneak dissin’ his n*gga, he a lame to me
i’m tryna run up them digits, let’s cut it
they know i’ma f*ck up the bank if i touch it
i’m tryna f*ck up the trap, tell ’em rush it
lax, i just left with the pack in my luggage
she tryna kiss on my lips, are you buggin?
rich n*gga sh*t, so you know how i’m stuntin’
knock off his face, if that boy do that frontin’
that’s how it be when them young n*ggas bummin’
don’t give a f*ck about sh*t, just stay with them sticks
and make sure that n0body cross it
i make a call and they grip, go wet up that strip
we hit everybody than dip
never had nothin’, b*tch, i had to steal if i want it
so that’s probably why i’m like this
i’m probably off with your b*tch, you say i love you and sh*t
i just be f*cking her up, then i pass it to the clip
[chorus]
i can’t be mad, n*ggas ain’t ride, now 200 on my dash
push this b*tch off like it ain’t even fast
ain’t tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
catch my opposition, i’m destined to crash
trappy like a rocket, he ready to blast
in the stu’ off them addys, i bet i’ma spazz
i can’t be hurt by no n*gga, i went through some sh*t with my dad

[verse 2]
walk out in neiman’s , i’m drippin’
i’m designer, reminiscin’, was just in that kitchen
can’t let ’em knock off my pivot
two choices, lose or go and get it
so i hopped in my bag, run it up and now i need me a duffy
i’m really ’bout, ain’t n0body gon’ touch this
crack the seal, ’cause we be sippin’ on bubbly
i know she look pretty, but we from that ugly
walk into school with that ratchet on me
got this d*ck in this glock, and it’s pattin’ on me
i bet n*ggas respect me, don’t have to know me
see the way that i’m ballin’, my passion on me
if i step out, you know it’s designer on me
’cause we really f*ck up the mall, ho
sending money, that’s my fault, ho
off them xannies, i need more, ho
[chorus]
i can’t be mad, n*ggas ain’t ride, now 200 on my dash
push this b*tch off like it ain’t even fast
ain’t tryna brag, but remember them days that they put me in last
catch my opposition, i’m destined to crash
trappy like a rocket, he ready to blast
in the stu’ off them addys, i bet i’ma spazz
i can’t be hurt by no n*gga, i went through some sh*t with my dad

- ysn flow lyrics

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