BAD GUY

[Verse]
She on my sweater, no pressure, you done messed up, you ain't 'fess up
Not one to lecture, too hectic, better check up, fuck your leather
Things don't matter when you dead, like I'ma throw the bands, yeah
Gotta aim up at your head, my niggas don't throw hands, yeah
Brodie said he drag his nuts, but he don't grow a pair, yeah
Know the price, no ifs or buts, you tried to catch the air, yeah
Niggas claiming that they real until they life not fair, yeah
Been a long time since I seen one, shit's just kinda rare, yeah
See my face, show no emotions, I can't try to care, yeah
She tie my lace, I pour the potions, sitting on my chair
Put the mask up on my face, I try to hide the pain
Shorty said she hate me, cuzzy had to take her rings
Not tryna spend my profit 'cause I hate designer things
I'm too stubborn with my problems, but I try to sing
He was fucked up in the back, he's tryna leave a stain
Tryna buck up on my brodie, you going to feel the hate
We going to fuck and that's the end, so do not try to date
Had the worm, I took control and you feel for the bait
What? She want my body now, but my mind going to check the time
What she on? Don't stop me, hoe, we combine, then break the line
Copy moving sloppy though, hear the chime, then break the blinds
I'm doing fine although I'm lying, we can fuck, that's not a crime
Break the rift, 1105, she let me grab up on her thigh
My life too short, don't wanna die, I suffer dearly, I can't cry
They want the shit they cannot buy, if it's yours, I'll make it mine's
I see my past, I see the lies, they tryna make me the bad guy