Mad Lyrics - Solange

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 

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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 go? 

Where'd your love go? 

Where'd your love go? 

Where'd your love go? 

Where'd your love, baby? 

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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 go? 

Where'd your love go? 

Where'd your love go? 

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