Bad Guy*

Lyrics from snippet

[Chorus: ?]
I don't know how to act
I love to make you mad
My pistols in my bag
'Cause I'm good at being bad

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I'm gettin' better and better at pullin' my soul out
Pickin' my scabs and makin' it deeper
Just hoping that I don't run out
I was a demon equipped with a shotty
That might catch a body at your house
I feed off you niggas, I made my decisions
Still fightin' with Lucifer right now
I make my way through the night time
Lock me away for a lifetime
Empty my clip, pour a last pint
I make my moves at the right time

[Chorus: ?]
I don't know how to act
I love to make you mad
My pistols in my bag
'Cause I'm good at being bad

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I'll be the bad guy, my life is a movie
And I should be shooting at everything movin'
And that's why I talk in my sleep
I was stealing to eat when my daddy handed me a black .9
Heart turn blacker than a coalmine
Smoking, leaning, tryna slow time
Smith & Wesson and it's loaded now
Houston, my niggas could hold it down
Can't pick my head 'cause I wear the crown
Live in my head, I don't leave the house
At least I'm picking up a couple pounds
Yeah, I'm switchin' lanes [?]
Pick up the weight [?]
Pick up the weight [?]
Star of the movie, I'm fading out