Why You Mad at me ?

“Yo, for real though, why the hell you mad at me? I’m standin’ here clueless, baby. Talk to me…” Walkin’ in, tension thick, you don’t say a word Your eyes spittin’ bullets that I never deserved Runnin’ through my mind, tryin’ to find what you heard But I’m stuck in your silence, each second feels blurred Paid all the bills, plus I copped you that Fendi Still, you glare like I owe you a lick at your candy Hate in your tone, baby girl, why you gritty? I’m guessin’ you’re hurt, but your clues ain’t so witty Why you mad, bitch? I’m stackin’ my bills, ridin’ with killers Kept you in Prada, copped a chain with them glittery pillars Told me I’m toxic, but you taggin’ along for the thrill Pop off on me, I hold it down — I’m realer than real Why you mad at a wigga who hustle the block, payin’ the rent? You claim you fed up, but you ain’t sayin’ what you really meant Quit throwin’ them knives, come correct if Slippin’ in doubt, rippin’ the route, drippin’ in clout You flippin’ ya shout, strippin’ my clout, twistin’ it out Mind in a spin, I never win, lost in the wind Sins on repeat, can’t catch a seat, walls closin’ in Smashin’ my phone, crashin’ my zone, pushin’ that tone Actin’ alone, savage you grown, it’s cut to the bone I’m bleedin’ for space, you readin’ my face, callin’ me prone One slip and we done, ain’t no fun, I’m standin’ alone Why you mad at me? My pride’s in your hands Feelin’ like a convict, followin’ commands Why you mad at me? Let’s figure this out Or I’ll walk out that door, no time for doubt You slam them doors, talk about lies I’m standin’ confused while your anger multiplies Can’t fix what I can’t see, can’t heal what I don’t know If you don’t speak up, then how can we grow? (Nervous pause…) “Shit… it’s like I can’t do nothin’ right…” [Verse 3 – New Verse, More Insight] Maybe I messed up, or maybe I’m blind If I did you wrong, baby, show me a sign We ridin’ through L.A., but the sun don’t shine Cuz the vibe in this whip got me lost in my mind I gave you my nights, gave you my best Still you tear me down, heavy weight on my chest We used to be gold, now you actin’ possessed Is there someone else, or just secrets repressed? Why you mad at me, baby? Let wigga in One minute it’s Gucci love, next you screamin’ again You throwin’ side-eyes, wreckin’ my highs, breakin’ my grin Thinkin’ I’m psychic, but I’m stuck, can’t even begin Look, I ain’t perfect, I’m ownin’ my shit But the silent treatment’s killin’ me quick If you need my confessions, I’ll offer ‘em thick Just don’t leave me hangin’—that flick of the switch “I’m right here, baby… I ain’t tryna fight you. But damn… I just need to know. Why you mad at me?”