Bad boy

[Verse 1]
Yeah, ugh- ugh-
The kickflip, he lands it
Ollies on that board, he’s prolly born in a mansion
And that’s how he feels, a kid with a big spirit
He left the tat shop with a star on his chest branded
And met a bad cop that took his board and he slammed him
Dad got a call to pick him up, he ranted
I’ll say son, you gon’ be banished from that lil’ board
A little boy with no poise, no point in giving a damn
It’s a scary big city, no reasons to get by
Without bringing up sipping lean or the litten weed and the pride
It’s riding a rough path, the stricken piece of the pie
The mold spreads, and next you know, “Let’s drop high school”
Gettin’ high and pimpin’ rides, tripping and trying
Array of drugs, and dripping thighs, swimming inside
The women sipping along, stripping to your favoritе song
And after the long day, the look in your momma’s еye

[Chorus: CusaX & Cersia]
I’m sorry momma, I’m sorry for what I do
I’m sorry momma for shit that I put you through
This is the mind of a boy who do what he’s told
(This is the mind of a boy who do what he’s told)
He never meant to go follow and dig in a deeper hole
I’m sorry I ain’t the son Momma you always wanted
Sorry for every time I left the water running
This is the voice of a boy stuck on a crazy path
(This is the voice of a boy stuck on a crazy path)
With nothing but love in his heart, while he’s broken and sad

[Verse 2: Cersia & CusaX]
Alright, this is your conscience, now listen up
Time to pick it up, honestly, dig in and stiffen up
That upper lip, puff it and pick a punk act and abrupt it
No sticking middle fingers, rise up and keep you above it
The other side of that shtick is a little eager to butt in
(The other side of that shtick is a little eager to butt in)
I love kissing bitches and smoking that reefer, puffin’
(I love kissing bitches and smoking that reefer, puffin’)
On zoots, fuck it, I love being bad, boy
(On zoots, fuck it, I love being bad, boy)
I don’t take off my boots under this roof, a hundred boofs, I’m buggin’
(I don’t take off my boots under this roof, a hundred boofs, I’m buggin’)
Wait, wait a second to think about everything, the contingencies
How severing from delinquency could improve the stringency
Is this a win-win? See, if only you’d give a thought to the things
That make you feel alright, seeing your momma’s light
When poppa smiles and tells you to have an awesome night
So fuck the silicon pipe, the gin and the sprite
Is it worth the temptation to give in and light
‘Cause I’m a gone boy, little me riding his bike
(‘Cause I’m a gone boy, little me riding his bike)
Never coulda seen how I’d fall, b-lined and now I’m tired
(Never coulda seen how I’d fall, b-lined and now I’m tired)
Of rotting in frats, plotting the next time I’d try it
(Of rotting in frats, plotting the next time I’d try it)
And I’d be lying if I say I ain’t like it, yeah
(And I’d be lying if I say I ain’t like it, yeah)

[Chorus: CusaX & Cersia]
I’m sorry momma, I’m sorry for what I do
I’m sorry momma for shit that I put you through
This is the mind of a boy who do what he’s told
(This is the mind of a boy who do what he’s told)
He never meant to go follow and dig in a deeper hole
I’m sorry I ain’t the son Momma you always wanted
Sorry for every time I left the water running
This is the voice of a boy stuck on a crazy path
(This is the voice of a boy stuck on a crazy path)
With nothing but love in his heart, while he’s broken and sad