My Bad

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I'm not sorry
No that shit wasn't my bad
I'm doing me and some people don't like that
Some people wonder why I don't be social
It's cause' I don't know you
I don't want to try that
Why do you fake how you feel
I get my money and stack it up tall like Shaquille
Back it up baby for real
I'm making plays and I ain't even been on the field

Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah, ah
Yeah yeah yeah
My bad
Don't care about you, I'm in my bag
I used to trap on a iPad
Now my life a movie like IMAX
I swear they be watching
My bad
Nobody's going as hard as me
Every day, Every night I just be locked in
My bad
My bad, My bad
I wish I could tell you "I'm sorry"
But that wasn't true, you played me just like an Atari
My bad
I slide in that coupe, I slide in that mo'fuckin Rari
I've been trapped inside a room with nun but a mic, Ima use it
I wanna be something
Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself
I keep it going, nobody can stop me

My bad my bad my bad
My bad my bad my bad
I get lost in my thoughts, thinking about what it could've been
What it should've been
Your love feels like the room is closing in on me
I can't even breathe
I just be rapping, I do it with ease
She on her knees and that bitch going deep
I got a choppa it came with a green beam
I'm too piped up like a sink in this bitch
Too hot, i can't even think in this bitch
Couple racks on me probably something slight
Hit you at night, my pistol got a light
Funny money got me laughing to the bank
Call of duty, I be riding in that tank
Never met her but she still gon' say my name
Roll another, Ima spark up with the gang
I could picture myself at the top in a frame
I'm just saying that I'm finna go up fasho'
And it's all for my family cause' I told them I'm gonna do it
So if I don't, I'd be a ho
I'm not sorry, no that shit wasn't my bad
I'm doing me and some people don't like that
Some people wonder why I don't be social
It's cause' I don't know you
I don't wanna try that
Why do you fake how you feel
I get my money and stack it up tall like Shaquille
Back it up baby for real
I'm making plays and I ain't even been on the field
She tryna make me a simp
I tell her this money come first
If I ain't making 20 at work then she'll probably be fucking herself
Why are all these kids getting high off these drugs
I don't even think that they care bout' their health
I do what i can, I'm just tryna help
I'm off the gas, they could tell by the smell

My bad
Don't care about you, I'm in my bag
I used to trap on a iPad
Now my life a movie like IMAX
I swear they be watching
My bad
Nobody's going as hard as me
Every day, Every night I just be locked in
My bad
My bad, My bad
I wish I could tell you "I'm sorry"
But that wasn't true, you played me just like an Atari
My bad
I slide in that coupe, I slide in that mo'fuckin Rari
I've been trapped inside a room with nun but a mic, Ima use it
I wanna be something
Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself
I keep it going, nobody can stop me

My bad my bad my bad
Yeah
My bad my bad my bad
Your love feels like the room is closing in on me

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