I Ain’t Mad At Cha Ringtones

Trillo Beats, you did it again Changed? I guess, I guess I'm the one who changed Changed for the better, but (Drell on the Track) My daughter straight, bro, we talkin' for life, for real (ayy, Kel) We was once two niggas of the same kind Quick to holler at the hoes at the same line I'm happy for you, but I'm disappointed at the same time, look This for my nigga, I know it's been a little while Heard through the grapevine that you still holding it down I couldn't find the pride to say this shit to your face So I did it it over snares and bass, you just takin' your place We was young and wild, on a rush to get paid Runnin' 'round your side of town, nigga, them was the days And I was bottom boy surviving, but the bottom was torn Brought me through your neighborhood and embraced me with open arms So many ups and downs, just tryna get to the loot They probably wouldn't believe all of the shit we been through My brother, my ace, my homie, was closer than most He couldn't get enough, they sent my boy up the road And when he came home, I knew some shit was different 'Cause looking in his eyes, I couldn't see it in him When I got back in town, you know I went to get him I told him 'bout the pounds, I told him 'bout the chickens It always been our dreams to go from rags to riches And now I got the scheme and you ain't even with it I laughed about his dreams, a legitimate business Guess that was my way of showing you I got growin' to do, but hey And I guess there's nothing wrong with change for the better But I'ma be this way forever And even though that it's forever thuggin' with me Never be scared to keep it a hunnid with me I ain't mad at you, yeah (Ain't nah for real, I can't even be mad at that, you know what I'm saying?) I can't be mad at you (once you know a nigga like me) (I'm thuggin' forever, bro) (I don't need another nigga) (I'm still thuggin', bitch, I'ma die for you, man) I ain't mad at you, yeah (in the middle of the trenches, nigga) (The middle of the room, nigga, in front of everybody) (Nigga, with my gun in my motherfuckin' hand, if I go out, nigga) I ain't mad at you (I'ma go out thuggin') (Either they gon' hang me or they gon' bang me) I ain't mad at you, yeah (know what I'm talkin' 'bout?) (For sure, thug life 'til the end) But you know, do your shit, my nigga You know what I'm sayin'? Salute the kid, with everything, doing your thing, my nigga Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? You changed your life There's nothing wrong with that, you know what I'm sayin'? For sure, I still love you, my nigga, for sure And I guess there's nothing wrong with change for the better But I'ma be this way forever And even though that it's forever thuggin' with me Never be scared to keep it a hunnid with me I ain't mad at you, yeah I can't be mad at you I ain't mad at you, yeah I ain't mad at you I ain't mad at you, yeah, oh

I got a question fo' you hatin' ass niggaz out there, ay Why you mad at me, ay Oh, lame ass nigga, why you mad at me Sucka ass nigga, why you mad at me Remember late nights, earn stripes, servin' straight white Talk shit, slap box clear into the day light Might fuss, may fight but stay tight Keep what the 'J' need for the lighter hit the base pipe If the trap was the ocean or the sea You could consider me and them the killa whales and great whites Befo' a nigga tried to click it make them think twice 'Cause they knew Cap would kill a nigga fo' blink twice Day right, I'm recitin' my life Nigga I was there no matter what through sirens on a silent night Cold Sundays, slow Mondays, hot Friday nights Tuesday Thursdays servin' whether or not they ride tonight On peaceful days hostful evenings even violent nights Chip on my shoulder hold a grudge 'cause you can die tonight I swear you niggaz had no idea what my life was like Befo' the bright lights and a half a mil just to grab the mic Is it 'cause I came from the bottom to the top (Why you mad at me) Maybe 'cause I spent a hundred on a drop (Why you mad at me) Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and stayed down (Why you mad at me) Or is it 'cause I am the a town (That's why you mad at me) Is 'cause you a lame and I'm a 'G' (Why you mad at me) Is it 'cause I got love in the streets (Why you mad at me) Is 'cause you know yo' time runnin' out (That's why you mad at me) Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the south (That's why you mad at me) Niggaz mad 'cause I got it like this Gold on my wrist hoes on my dick, my dick But I could give a fuck about this industry I'm a be the same tip 'til the end of me That's something you know automatically if you a friend of me Question that will think other wise now you offend me I came in this game not looking for a friend or enemy Found them both now that niggaz in to me Got little rap niggaz liking into me Major labels and polices want to censor me Feds on my ass 'cause I'm in the streets Think I still slang listen to lame niggaz who lie to snitch on me It ain't my fault that you can't picture me Ridin' in a phantom and I swear I never fathom All the fame that a nigga can gain from Atlanta Now I'm just tryin' to maintain for Atlanta Befo' niggaz would say in Atlanta I was Rhode Park Doug high stayed in Atlanta Now true enough I sold yay in Atlanta But is that compared to contributions, I made to Atlanta Is it 'cause I came from the bottom to the top (Why you mad at me) Maybe 'cause I spent a hundred on a drop (Why you mad at me) Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and stayed down (Why you mad at me) Or is it 'cause I am the a town (That's why you mad at me) Is 'cause you a lame and I'm a 'G' (Why you mad at me) Is it 'cause I got love in the streets (Why you mad at me) Is 'cause you know yo' time runnin' out (That's why you mad at me) Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the south (That's why you mad at me) A pick a reason any reason all excuses would do But man you lucky, I ain't buckin' like I used to do fool While you was throwin' one's and two's, I was liftin' up tools and then Shoot at his shoes just to see if he move Or either bust at his head to check if he dead man Don't talk around 'cause I heard he the Fed's man They offer him time and they knowin' he scared and tell him Give me they names or you doin' the stretch man Or wear a wire go record what he said And then you can tell his lawyer that his clients a dead man A rat I'm smellin', blow I ain't sellin' Where you got that impressin' ain't no tellin' Yes, I'm a felon why was that in question What about all these records I'm sellin' I'm bank head born and bank head bread And when a nigga die, I'm gone be bank head dead Is it 'cause I came from the bottom to the top (Why you mad at me) Maybe 'cause I spent a hundred on a drop (Why you mad at me) Is it 'cause I kept it pimpin' and stayed down (Why you mad at me) Or is it 'cause I am the a town (That's why you mad at me) Is 'cause you a lame and I'm a 'G' (Why you mad at me) Is it 'cause I got love in the streets (Why you mad at me) Is 'cause you know yo' time runnin' out (That's why you mad at me) Is it 'cause you know I'm king of the south (That's why you mad at me)

Sitting on the stairs You're standing by the front door I don't even remember what we were fighting for Tryin' to cut the tension But you blow it with your sentence And I just wanna end it every time You just take me to the edge You pull me back again You're messin' with my head You, ooh Don't matter what you do Don't matter what you say I'm lyin' here with you And baby, I can't stay You say you're done with me I swear that I'm done too And then I try to leave But baby, I just can't stay mad at you Mad at you Mad at you Oh baby, I just can't stay mad In the morning when we wake up After another fake break up I don't even remember what we were fighting for We're always laughing with some crying in between but girl Our love is tangled up between the sheets (okay) You just take me to the edge You just pull me back again You're messin' with my head You, ooh Don't matter what you do Don't matter what you say I'm lyin' here with you And baby, I can't stay You say you're done with me (done with me) I swear that I'm done too And then I try to leave (then I try to leave) But baby, I just can't stay mad at you Mad at you Mad at you Oh baby, I just can't stay mad at you Mad at you Mad at you Oh baby, I just can't stay mad You just take me to the edge You pull me back again You're messing with my head, yeah You, ooh You just leave me in the dark You whisper where you are You're messing up my heart Yeah, you Don't matter what you do Don't matter what you say I'm lyin' here with you But baby, I just can't stay mad at you Mad at you Mad at you Oh baby, I just can't stay mad at you Mad at you Mad at you Baby, I just can't stay mad at you

I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself I got this old girl, I know she's trying to play me She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes She's a killer, trying to get inside my head Tried to give her wine and bread But she prefers the blood I bled Playing chess, ain't no way I'm gonna fight fair She's playing tricks, like the vixen in my nightmares So damn greedy, that girl is so needy I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me I never should have let you in I needed a hit of something High for this feeling they call love I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh So mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh I've got your melody in my head Feels like I'm singing it wrong Then again there's nothing worse Than being addicted to a bad song She's a fiend for attention And I'm a guilty dealer High for this feeling they call love I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh So mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh Test me while you can, while you can test me She said she likes the edge, but then she pushed me You know how to make it hard to walk away I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself So mad at myself