Mad At Me (feat. Koti)

She won't talk when she mad at me

I'll be on tour, I'll be overseas

No time to myself, she keep belling me

Fuck that, I might link Emily

I'm sorry darling, but you're wasting your time

If you're belling my phone, if you're hitting my line

Cause I'm staying on my hustle and I'm staying on my grind

Gotta stack up this paper, gotta earn what's mine

Truth say I've been on it recently

Making hits is my remedy, can't lie

I've been stressed out lately

But I'm using music as my therapy

You know I gotta bad one messaging I leave em on seen

Can't mix pleasure with business, no in between

You either want it or you don't, gotta hustle or you choke

Now I'm paving my way to my dream yeah

She's saying that I need more sleep yeah

Tell her hustle don't rest, I can get my Z's up when I got money in heaps

Yeah, in heaps, yeah

She won't talk when she mad at me

I'll be on tour, I'll be overseas

No time to myself, she keep belling me

Fuck that, I might link Emily

I'm steady glancing on your missed calls, I guess it's too late

Was gonna take you out for food, but I guess you just ate

Would of took her to the disco, but she picked a rave

Well, that's just what she rates, so I'ma leave her in her place

What she stay, I ain't changing her

What she crave inside her, can't lie, that endangers her

Truck load of habits, yeah, they staying there encaging her

If I tell the truth inside, it'd probably stay with her

Switch your behaviour, cuh I ain't tryna play with ya

I'ma put my trust and love right into Killy

Bassy in the car, know he's gonna bop with me

Even in my lowest stay Ty rock with me

Said to ourselves in this world we'll make a millie

Take the close ones straight out of the city

For all you fake nerds, there ain't no pity

Ain't no time for you lot, cuh you waste it

No routine, How'd you expect to get a payslip

It's Koti, Koti

She won't talk when she mad at me

I'll be on tour, I'll be overseas

No time to myself, she keep belling me

Fuck that, I might link Emily

In love with the money, while in love with the fragrance

To some it be fine, but to me it's just basic

Just like the start of the beat, OJ made it

Changed it, now it's upbeat, and you know its making statements

True say she won't talk when she mad at me

True say times flying, but I'm only 18

This year and I'm already wavy

See me living day to day, but I'm stuck up in the dream

Couple thoughts come to mind, but ain't nothing but it seems

Keep my circle real small, we stay low on the scene

Where I really wanna be, on tour overseas

Barber shop, not the streets, how she still mad at me?

And I don't mind, if I'm gonna roll with you

You can't be acting up, baby

She don't like, how I'm always on my grind

But my tunes got her singing like

Mhm-Mhm-Mhm-Mhm-Mhm

She won't talk when she mad at me

I'll be on tour, I'll be overseas

No time to myself, she keep belling me

Fuck that, I might link Emily

She won't talk when she mad at me

I'll be on tour, I'll be overseas

No time to myself, she keep belling me

Fuck that, I might link Emily