Lyrics MAKING ME MAD - BJ The Chicago Kid

MAKING ME MAD

Woke up to a long text
Missed calls in my phone, man
Damn, I really must have fucked up this time
Now a nigga tryna call back
She’s sendin' me to the voicemail
Might as well roll somethin' to ease my mind
She’s so impatient, she don’t like waitin'
And I don’t like waitin', so I guess I’m impatient
Yeah, yeah, you know me, I was chillin' with the homies
Waitin' for you to come home and kill my vibe
It’s like we be cool, then this the shit you do
I think it’s so sad, you get a kick out of makin' me mad
It’s like we be cool, then this the shit you do
I think it’s so sad, you get a kick out of makin'—
Trippin' since last Saturday, when you saw you me, your week paused
I ain’t seen you since the last time that we fought
All in your feelings
Shit you been concealin'
Bring it up when it suits you, like, damn, this shit convenient
She’s so impatient, she don’t like waitin'
And I don’t like waitin', so I guess I’m impatient
Yeah, yeah, you know me, I was chillin' with the homies
Waitin' for you to come home and kill my vibe
It’s like we be cool, then this the shit you do
And I think it’s so sad, you get a kick out of makin' me mad
It’s like we be cool (We be cool), then this the shit you do
I think it’s so sad, you get a kick out of makin' me mad