Young Deuces – I'm Mad lyrics

They got me in my feelings and I'm mad about it/
I put my pen up to my paper wrote a track about it/
You see they trap me in the corner I can't back up out it/
They really hate me cause my skin, they want my black up out it, that's how they act about it/

I’m sick and tired of all these Niggas out here hatin on me/
To keep it real I know these demons out here waiting on me/
They wishing that a nigga trip and end up in a cage/
So they can point and say look there go that nigga rage/
But I’ve been beating these odds, changin perception/
A blessing with my profession
They scared, cause I be using these lyrics just like a weapon:
I swear, this is the moment we fighting against oppression/
It’s there, just love ya skin and all of yo imperfections/
I’m here, came with the riders, You know they try to divide us/
If they looking for fighters, I’m Wayne flicking the lighter/
I'm King, Lookin like Sire, I'm walking like I'm Messiah/
I'm Big Worm rollin until we losing the tires/
It's a huned miles runnin now/
Can't keep me quiet man people tryna gun us down/
Head above water, with these weights I feel I'm gonna drown/
If my people come around/
Kahwi with Raptors, they never gone see us comin', Blaw/

They got me in my feelings and I'm mad about it/
I put my pen up to my paper wrote a track about it/
You see they trap me in the corner I can't back up out it/
They really hate me cause my skin, they want my black up out it, that's how they act about it/

See its a tragic how this passion turn to pain quick/
Get a lil traction now I'm feelin like I can't slip/
It's hard to see the damage, cause it splatters like a paint drip/
Lookin from a far and be like yup they on that same shit/
Nah I can't miss, I'm kd I'm a go until my legs go/
Standing in the field ima gassed up like it's petro/
Oppression on my people, look those actions, get you slept bro/
What I spit is ill, you wouldv'e swore that I had strep throat/
Make it out the hood, this shit forever be the mission dawg/
You think we really wanna stay up in the kitchen naw?/
You think we cool with barely havin pots to piss in dawg?/
That's why we jump at anything whenever chips involve/
Gotta change the narrative, empowering our heritage/
Being father's to our kid, and killing off the arrogance/
This time is gone be golden and you really gotta cherish it/ 
You looking for the truth, my niggga there it is/

They got me in my feelings and I'm mad about it/
I put my pen up to my paper wrote a track about it/
You see they trap me in the corner I can't back up out it/
They really hate me cause my skin, they want my black up out it, that's how they act about it/

I pray up and then I go/
Hopin that these demons out here never touch my soul/
I promise we gone ride, we gone hit our goals
I promise we gone ride, we gone hit our goals
Let these n know
I pray up and then I go/
Hopin that these demons out here never touch my soul/
I promise we gone ride, we gone hit our goals
I promise we gone ride, we gone hit our goals
Let these n know

They got me in my feelings and I'm mad about it/
I put my pen up to my paper wrote a track about it/
You see they trap me in the corner I can't back up out it/
They really hate me cause my skin, they want my black up out it, that's how they act about it