Lyrics:
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The cops just killed another black man that look just like me
And nah, this ain't the first time, and it won't be the last
Unless you stand up
just lettin' em brawl
Every summer it was somebody dead
And somebody scared so nobody saw
Buddy in jail and somebody called
Collecting the bail
to Pluto?
I said, "Of course!"
But if you ain't a sweety indeedy, I won't endorse
Hans Solo 'til I'm hit by the bullet, so may the force
Be with you,
someone
And you keep on thinkin' 'bout somebody
You got it bad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ho, ooh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Want to, but I can't help it
I love
You drowning by the conditions that we are surrounded by
The shit that we hate is the shit that we bounded by
See truth is when somebody stop
guided by misdirection
A super guilty conscience that makes bad decisions
No helping hand by any source, not even religion
But check it, I'm tryna take it
I, I won't wait for you
I won't wait for you
Baby
(Ow, yeah)
You're bad, bad
You're bad for me (You're bad for me)
And you're mad, mad
'Cause you think
bottle
Earl Stevens selections, mango moscato
Handbag by Selena, seem like I already knew ya
Beautiful girl, you so bad, look like somebody done drew ya
My
like we ain’t free sometime
They won’t be satisfied till they kneeling on somebody neck
Make me question what we gotta do to get respect
They treat our
leads back to you
Uh, I got that shit in my system, somebody gon' be my victim
Eh, so where you at with it? 'Cause I can't do it by myself, I need
Girl you got me down bad
But I kinda like it
Yeah I kinda like it
My love won't stop, yeah
I'ma keep goin'
Goin' and goin'
You're the only one I
kitchen cooking think I'm sleeping
Falling, I keep falling but no one's there to catch me
Swallowed by my involvement with pain, think it's a bad dream
never scared (west side)
No, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you don't like me
like how imma be somebody
Cant just mix up with somebody
Keep it real by they be doubting
Had to grow way of my youngin'
Go through pain ain't tell
somebody else's lover
I'm the reason that she loves you and it's all that
She won't fuck with a player cause we all bad
Every move that she's making I did
don't think so)
'Cos ill get into heaven by telling angels a lie
I'm gonna be bad,bad,bad even after i die.
really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!)
Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again
Fuck the same hoes again,
put it up
(Don’t put it up)
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let 'em look at us (Let ’em look at us)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let
get what you feel you deserve from that man, and
Cuz I need somebody who will stand by me
Through the good times and bad times who will always...
Take two bitch
They had me once won't get me again nigga hahaha
Swish beats Swish beats
Sleeping on me that's a bad move
I been making plays getting
the whole pie, I won't be denied Nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya
to Satan
I'm thirsty for this green so bad I'm dehydratin'
Hurry up with the cash bitch, I got a ride waitin'
Shot a man twice in the back when he tried
you see that I blow?
Casting my stone
Bad to the bone
No matter what
You won't topple me off of my throne
I am the son
I am the prophet
I am your
won't leave 'less you sever the head
Now I'm singing all by myself
I'm singing all by myself
I'm singing all by myself
All by myself
Yeah
Now I'm singing
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