Bad News

歌詞

I just got a bad phone call, bad news Isolate myself and headin' to the back room Just to left some steam off, I got a write If I stay around all these niggas in this bitch then imma fight I done fought so many times in one week I didn't write I been staying up late night thinking bout life I really wanna buy you anything that you like But do you like me or is it the fame you like I had a bad phone call I heard That my nigga got done got roped off, what's the word Yeah you saying that you riding and it sound like you do But I know you ain't riding you be lying like you do I know what's up with you, know I'm that nigga in the streets You wanted me stuck with you I had a plan B and C that's a couple two And if B don't work then I'm going straight to C And if C don't work then I'm dropping straight B Was trying to stop switching routes I had to retie Fuck nigga your rap gang alredy need to retie Including you I had so many niggas tring to reach out They ain't fuck with me but now they on they knees now haha Why these rap niggas so funny to me Remember I was the underdog but now they underneath me Ain't nobody give me shit but a cold shoulder If I wasn't who I was today I would of froze though And these bitches ain't gon rock they ain't go no mode Hotboii you should've just listened to what your bros told you Yeah I know I see the ways as I grow older I like my bitches hot as me push it with no odor Hotboii you got that float boy And you know all these niggas gon' bite you already know boy It's a whole lot of piranhas in the O boy And if this rap shit don't work then I'm on dope boy I been thinkin bout my future and it's been lookin bright Facetime me that pussy what it's looking like If you was ridin' past a nigga youd be trippin' right Baby girl that cut me deep with a butcher knife Look left then right before you cross a nigga up They gon' let this rap shit, come and boss a nigga up Hope that pussy ain't too tight with me then imma need some more Lil green bitch, I don't know how I bless you with the sun You sleep I was in the booth round two some You would think I got ADHD I'm always doing some But I wasn't doing nun Countin' money while I'm doin' her She know I'm a dog to beat a bone and a imma chew it up Label me abusive, cause I beat the clock too Right before the buzzer bullets fly shall I drop two Why I gotta go hard? cause I'm not you I gotchu Baby if you hang around the thots you I got you I'll never be chop school Just so I can feel out yo mama I don't chop boo She just wanna c, hold me down had her holding up but she can't wait a minute That's the same bitch from when I was hittin I was staying in it Hoe I got you litty Don't ever forget me Everything happens for a reason Imma ball out for a season