Madness
P Money Feat. Blacks Lyrics


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Wanna ball like March madness with book bag it's filled with the bread and the drugs
I'm outlandish like dope vanish hitting a lick in the club
I'm Outstanding so outstanding got the money run up
If you hating nigga catch a slug
They never tell it like it was
March madness I'm no fan it's more like sitting in the bleachers and yo knee hurt
Yea you been playing on the team but you got no teamwork
I been practicing my shot they tryna end my dream first
Lil shawty just like Lipton tea keep on spilling
Keep tryn tell me bout some old dude I never listen
Niggas thinking that it's sweet shit I'm never slipping
And please don't call me bout no work but know I'm bout my business
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Yea yea yea
Shawn Kemp I'm banging that forty on me
nigga turn crash dummy tryna run up on me
I think his homies gassed em up I leave that nigga on e
The clip keep kicking like karate Kung fu call it Bruce Lee
Think you fresh we crack that eggshell boy this not easter
She said that trapping out style shit pass me my beeper
Im on the move can't get a steal can't get no blocks either
I Really just want all the bucks like fuck the shot meter
When it come down to the bitches I give the hard away
My brother jugging on that block he giving hard away
I'm right across the street with green ima tryn make a play
But niggas telling turning felons so we just gotta pray
Hope they don't give them names away
Wanna ball like March madness with book bag it's filled with the bread and the drugs
I'm outlandish like dope vanish hitting a lick in the club
I'm Outstanding so outstanding got the money run up
If you hating nigga catch a slug
They never tell it like it was
March madness I'm hooping
Niggas pushing up that iron now
Upgrade to shooting
So if you heated better calm down
Like don't be stupid
You can get seated with a calm round
Don't make me do this
Blue beam I up haduken
Let players play I grab the work and then I dish it off
And if I'm eating Brodie piecing don't get biscuits tossed
Shooting shots I'm blocking oops not talking basketball
A fan a stress me Ron Artest me please don't get involved
Run to the money
sweeter than honey
thinking you know that
Fuck up the fuddy
All on a smutty you dummy
She watching you blow that
You down and out
Yea you in a drought
Prolly thinking you can't go back
So now you stacking
yea you counting ya bread
Pull up where the dough at
When I see you yea I'm taking the shot don't call me no jack
I just want them vvs on my chain so cold like snow caps
Them diamonds dancing they right off of my wrist like Kodak
Feel like yesterday I was in the slums that not a throwback
Wanna ball like March madness with book bag it's filled with the bread and the drugs
I'm outlandish like dope vanish hitting a lick in the club
I'm Outstanding so outstanding got the money run up




If you hating nigga catch a slug
They never tell it like it was

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to P Money's "Madness" are a testament to the darker side of striving for success, specifically through illicit means. The opening lines describe a desire to "ball like March madness," a reference to the popular college basketball tournament where teams vie to win the championship. However, this dream is tainted by the fact that the singer's backpack is "filled with the bread and the drugs," indicating that his success is tied to selling illicit substances. The subsequent lines recount his exploits, which include stealing from a club and avoiding those who would seek to bring him down.


The song then transitions to a more introspective tone, as the singer reflects on the challenges he's faced as he's tried to make his way in the world. He describes himself as "outstanding" and notes that he's faced those who would oppose him with deadly force. However, he acknowledges that success brings its own risks, including the possibility of arrest and betrayal by those he once trusted. The final lines of the song end on a note of defiance, with the singer declaring that no one else will tell his story and that he'll keep striving for success on his own terms.


Line by Line Meaning

Wanna ball like March madness with book bag it's filled with the bread and the drugs
I want to live lavishly like the March Madness basketball tournament and my book bag is packed with money and drugs.


I'm outlandish like dope vanish hitting a lick in the club
I'm outrageous like a magician making something disappear, robbing people in the club.


I'm Outstanding so outstanding got the money run up
I'm excellent, and my skills earn me a lot of money.


If you hating nigga catch a slug
If you're envious of me, I'm going to shoot you.


They never tell it like it was
They never tell the truth.


March madness I'm no fan it's more like sitting in the bleachers and yo knee hurt
I'm not a fan of March Madness, and it's like being in the stands with a hurt knee.


Yea you been playing on the team but you got no teamwork
You've been on the team, but you don't work well with others.


I been practicing my shot they tryna end my dream first
I've been working hard on my skills, and others are trying to prevent me from succeeding.


Lil shawty just like Lipton tea keep on spilling
A girl keeps talking when she shouldn't, like spilling hot tea.


Keep tryn tell me bout some old dude I never listen
She keeps talking about someone I don't care about.


Niggas thinking that it's sweet shit I'm never slipping
People think I'm an easy target, but I'm always aware and prepared.


And please don't call me bout no work but know I'm bout my business
Don't ask me to do anything illegal, but understand that I take my legitimate business seriously.


Shawn Kemp I'm banging that forty on me
I have a gun on me like basketball player Shawn Kemp wears jersey number 40.


nigga turn crash dummy tryna run up on me
Someone foolishly tries to attack me.


I think his homies gassed em up I leave that nigga on e
His friends hyped him up, but I left him with nothing.


The clip keep kicking like karate Kung fu call it Bruce Lee
My gun keeps firing like a martial arts expert, Bruce Lee.


Think you fresh we crack that eggshell boy this not easter
You think you're tough, but I'm going to crush you.


She said that trapping out style shit pass me my beeper
She wants to participate in the illegal drug trade and needs a pager to communicate.


Im on the move can't get a steal can't get no blocks either
I'm always on the go and can't be stopped or caught.


I Really just want all the bucks like fuck the shot meter
I want to make as much money as possible, regardless of how others gauge success.


When it come down to the bitches I give the hard away
When it comes to women, I'm very generous.


My brother jugging on that block he giving hard away
My brother is selling drugs on the street, and he's very generous with his product.


I'm right across the street with green ima tryn make a play
I'm across the street with drugs, and I'm going to try to sell them.


But niggas telling turning felons so we just gotta pray
People are revealing our illegal activity to the authorities, so we have to hope for the best.


Hope they don't give them names away
I hope nobody reveals our identities to the authorities.


Niggas pushing up that iron now
People are carrying and using guns more often.


Upgrade to shooting
Switching from using drugs to using guns more frequently.


So if you heated better calm down
If you're angry, you should probably calm down and avoid any violent altercations.


Like don't be stupid
Don't act foolishly and escalate conflicts unnecessarily.


You can get seated with a calm round
You could end up dead from a single gunshot wound if you're not careful.


Don't make me do this
I don't want to have to use violence, but I will if necessary.


Blue beam I up haduken
I'm threatening to use a violent move from a video game, Street Fighter.


Let players play I grab the work and then I dish it off
I let other people do the selling, and I just provide the drugs.


And if I'm eating Brodie piecing don't get biscuits tossed
If I'm making money and things are going well, don't mess it up.


Shooting shots I'm blocking oops not talking basketball
I'm blocking people from attacking me, not playing defense in a game.


A fan a stress me Ron Artest me please don't get involved
I don't want any unnecessary attention or drama brought to me.


Run to the money
I'm hustling to earn money.


sweeter than honey
The money I'm earning is very sweet and satisfying.


thinking you know that
I know that you think you know what's going on.


Fuck up the fuddy
I'm going to mess up the money-making scheme.


All on a smutty you dummy
It's all because of your foolish behavior.


She watching you blow that
She's watching you waste the money.


You down and out
You're broke and unhappy.


Yea you in a drought
You're facing a period of financial hardship.


Prolly thinking you can't go back
You might think there's no turning back from your current situation.


So now you stacking
Now you're trying to save money.


yea you counting ya bread
You're keeping track of your money.


Pull up where the dough at
I'm going to the places where people are making money.


When I see you yea I'm taking the shot don't call me no jack
When I come across an opportunity to make money, I'm going to take it without hesitation, don't call me a thief.


I just want them vvs on my chain so cold like snow caps
I want luxurious diamonds on my jewelry that sparkle like snow.


Them diamonds dancing they right off of my wrist like Kodak
My diamonds are shining and sparkling like a camera from Kodak.


Feel like yesterday I was in the slums that not a throwback
It feels like I was just living in poverty, and it wasn't that long ago.


Wanna ball like March madness with book bag it's filled with the bread and the drugs
I want to live a luxurious lifestyle and have a bag full of money and drugs.


I'm outlandish like dope vanish hitting a lick in the club
I'm outrageous like a magician making something disappear, robbing people in the club.


I'm Outstanding so outstanding got the money run up
I'm excellent, and my skills earn me a lot of money.


If you hating nigga catch a slug
If you're envious of me, I'm going to shoot you.


They never tell it like it was
They never tell the truth.




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Written by: Kareem Robinson

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