Mad

Album: A Seat at the Table (2016)
  • You got the light, count it all joy
    You got the right to be mad
    But when you carry it alone you find it only getting in the way
    They say you gotta let it go
    Now tell 'em why you mad son
    Cause doing it all ain't enough
    'Cause everyone all in my cup
    'Cause such and such still owe me bucks
    So I got the right to get bucked
    But I try not to let it build up
    I'm too high, I'm too better, too much
    So I let it go, let it go, let it go

    I ran into this girl, she said, "Why you always blaming?"
    "Why you can't just face it?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
    "Why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
    "Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?"
    "Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
    I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)

    Where'd your love go?
    Where'd your love, baby?

    Yeah, but I, got a lot to be mad about
    Got a lot to be a man about
    Got a lot to pop a xan about
    I used to rock hand-me-downs, and now I rock standing crowds
    But it's hard when you only
    Got fans around and no fam around
    And if they are, then their hands are out
    And they pointing fingers
    When I wear this fucking burden on my back like a motherfucking cap and gown
    Then I walk up in the bank, pants sagging down
    And I laugh at frowns, what they mad about?
    Cause here come this motherfucker with this mass account
    That didn't wear cap and gown
    Are you mad 'cause the judge ain't give me more time?
    And when I attempted suicide, I didn't die
    I remember how mad I was on that day
    Man, you gotta let it go before it get up in the way
    Let it go, let it go

    I ran into this girl, she said, "Why you always blaming?"
    "Why you can't just face it?"
    "Why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
    I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)

    Where'd your love go?
    Where'd your love, baby?

    I ran into this girl, I said, "I'm tired of explaining"
    Man, this shit is draining
    But I'm not really allowed to be mad Writer/s: Solange Knowles, Dylan Wiggins, Dwayne Carter, Raphael Saadiq, David Donnell Longstreth, Troy L. Johnson
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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