Angry (Intro)

Ow, Harlem's finest

Harlem stand up

Its ya boy Max Biggaveli

Vina Love the glamorous, young and gorgeous

The hood, Marilyn Monroe

Keep holdin' it down, I love what you doin'

New York, ow, ow, ow, wavy baby

They want me to calm down

Not do too much

Let them play in my face, and I call they bluff

Don't make no noise in the room

Don't get dressed out

Give them some ass for a feature

Give them my trust

And now I'm angry

Angry

In my love, who's gonna defend me?

Tell for my own bitch, she get crazy

Couldn't give up the fight

If you, uh, you couldn't pay me

But I hear you and you and you

Hopin' took a business

Fuckin' more than I deserve

I'm in the vibes, but I'm with the shit

Play with yourself and not me

I don't compete with it

Who gon' defend me if I'm that wrong?

My heart done got cold and my head gone

I needed perks, what I'm gon' do when all these meds gone?

And Bagman's gettin' closer with the feds on

If ever I was broke, was no one there to fix

Wasn't open to shoot it

There's nothin' to assist

Now I'm teachin' Kyrie lessons for her little sister

Every time that I come home, they get a little bigger

Little triggers, I done seen them put down big niggas

Don't know how to box braid, but they a wig splitter

Every beat, I catch the flu, shit, I'm a sick nigga

In the basement, how it started, feel like Big Tigger

We six whippers, Benz kitted

Let my friends get it

Talk about it when we gone, how niggas live different

The steak different, drinks different, shit, the shrimp different

The shirt different, her purse different, we live different

From Venice to North Face, it's court cases

Kyrie and Kobe don't even know that I caught cases

Delta Airlines pay me, that's what you call racist

I'm a mature now, and I blame it on all patients

In Greece

No mess with grace

Whatever is meant

When you need me, you can

Whatever you said, I can

Watch me now, watch me now

They want me to come down

If you ever tried to play me, if you ever tried to shit on me

If you ever wanted to not pay me

If you ever wanted to just have me come to your shit

And make you look good

But you don't got nothing in return for me

Or ever talk shit about me or call me a D-list celebrity

But you really wanna fuck, and if I did get lit, you'd be on my heels Don't talk to me