Lyrics:
Yeah
Haven't always been this bad
Ask my mama, Ask my dad
But life changes in a flash
In a world full of hate drowned out by cash
Yeah
Gunshots, Then
they came by the bunch
Ima send him a bitch I know he a munch
Ima put em in the bags ima stick too the music
I'm spinnin' them blocks in a grey ford
You too interested in what pass you by like window shopping
Peep a couple markdowns on your price and hate nobody's copping
I got bruises too and still
Poetry in motion, I'm a hard act to follow Like bitches legs broken, glimmer to a shine
for the prime candy coating
Rhymes by the grams, understand
the police
Cause out here, the heart has gotta eat
So we live by any means in Chicago streets
I say truthfully, I'm trying to bring you me
I'm trying to bring
chill in this bih, my neck been feelin' like Breezy
Believe me
Stuntin' with the clique too easy
Believe me
Pull up your chick too easy
I live my life
time to show the world
Bad day for my opps bad day my enemies
Bad day for my haters shameless they are too many
Bad day for my opps bad day for my
I don't like being on stand by
I choose to live to get by
I don't need proof
I don't need you
Grown folks in a portrait
Looking perfect
I'm
African and that's all in me
S's up ima special ni*** in all type of way's
Live in blessing you know that's for T we gone meet one day
Let me put it
I buy my beer
In the air, so tired, I forget to recline my chair
Picture you in my head, a souvenir by my legs
Some scuba gear for the bed, we do
some more
Yeah, yeah, uh (bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch)
The bottom ain't a place for me
I'm running to the money impatiently
In a room full
bad,Still gonna cheat
I make a movie,Still in the oozie,pull up and catch your kufi
Big .38 gon hawk em,you say the wrong thing
Niggas be riding
The freeway gettin' chased by some bad bitches
Wantin' autograph pictures (ooh)
They want my name tattooed on 'em
Thinkin' for a minute, hit that ass make
The freeway gettin' chased by some bad bitches
Wantin' autograph pictures (ooh)
They want my name tattooed on 'em
Thinkin' for a minute, hit that ass make
you cry
Ego death is where you find happiness
That's the only place you find happiness
Off too many drugs, it's so bad for us
One too many drinks
vouch for me
I put the cocaine in the powder in the couch, homie
Whenever I step outside the house I keep that glocky on me
Bad bitches wanna come by
Said my money too long
Got a bad bitch she live lavish
Only wearing a thong
Like I'm Travis we gon trap shit
We not living too long
I take my cup
I
a bad Lil thang can't get enough yeah
If you tell me that you love me I hope you plan to ride
I need my shawty by my side, my little partner in crime
In
Know she bad
Big bag
Big racks
She can do it like that
She gon' be on that
Shordy bad and boujee
Live her life just like a movie
Drive a Mclaren it’s
a bad lil thang can’t get enough yeah
If you tell me that you love me I hope you plan to ride
I need my shawty by my side, my little partner in crime
In
a bad lil thang can’t get enough yeah
If you tell me that you love me I hope you plan to ride
I need my shawty by my side, my little partner in crime
In
a bad lil thang can’t get enough yeah
If you tell me that you love me I hope you plan to ride
I need my shawty by my side, my little partner in crime
In
sacrifice this life
To keep my vanity and live nice
And she love and trust me so much
That whatever I say she'll probably oblige
But I was too selfish with my
Go ahead and call me a coward and say I'm not strong
Because I'm not like you
Go ahead and call me crazy cause I live in a maze
Tell me how about
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