I'm a bad girl
I'm a bad girl
I'm a bad girl
I'm a bad girl
I'm a bad girl
Body bag to the floor
Blow dope off the balcony tryna enjoy life
Warring back home, I count it as more strife
Bitches stay whining, steady spending the bread though
I ain't gon' complain, one step ahead of the fed show
Had Loads on the road while traveling out of state
While base ripping shows, I'm searching for better rates
I camped in motel, just hit me when we departing
Niggas ain't full, but trust, we ain't starving
Did the math, multiplied that, then we divided
And I don't care what shorty is on, long as she riding
Heard the rumors, then brush it off, let's Scrap's straight
Sat at his table, was offered his last plate
Both of us ate, them times your stomach growled
Had quotes, holding pistols, my favorite was run it now
Nigga, we run the town and it feels so good
Rolling up with ocean views, still feel so hood
This is life, but I got more living though
Left the hoods, still surrounded by criminals
I had to tell my youngin' pick a road
You either pitch the coke or pick a toast
Those is rules, this is life
But I got more living though
Left the hoods, still surrounded by criminals
I had to tell my youngin' pick a road
You either pitch the coke or pick a toast
Those is rules, this is life
It feels good, blowing money on weed without caring
Shit that I take to the face, got y'all sharing
Arguing with bitches that really ain't even mine
Buying bags while she screaming
She really just need the time, show and prove
Really just focused on trying to grind
If it's up, then we leaving it there, that's just a sign
Y'all niggas move off emotion, my crew's firm
The wind blow different in Cali, you soon learn
The weed grow different in Denver, a true worm
Chances make champions shuffle through Newburgh
Had to take risks to get it across the table
Broke down the cane with niggas when I was able
Soon as they sense you weak, you get labeled
Make what you can, don't let this shit break you
Pink had to show me his words before I heard it
Patience is a virtue, my nigga, I got the verdict
This is life, but I got more living though
Left the hoods, still surrounded by criminals
I had to tell my youngin', pick a road
You either pitch the coke or pick a toast
Those is rules, this is life
But I got more living though
Left the hoods, still surrounded by criminals
I had to tell my youngin', pick a road
You either pitch the coke or pick a toast
Those is rules, this is life
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