Bad for Me

Let's cease all the gun bars from non shooters
Niggas never copped the Glock or even cocked the ruger
I can teach a few things like a fuckin tutor
30 in the clip got my shit extended like a ruler
Quit the rumors they shouldn't even start
I elevated perfectly I played my fuckin part
You niggas lack the drive I got it in my heart
Can never catch me slippin cause I'm way too fuckin smart
Get the memo change the tempo put the pressure on
Forever changing pace the sweetest life I've known
Niggas quick to play the role but then they cover blown
Ten toes down I'm in this shit to put my family on
Family grown I hold them people to me dearly
I remember when my brother died very clearly
Now this nigga got my parents at a grave yearly
When you out gotta see me hope you fuckin hear me bitch

Pushing niggas to the side for the ones I came with
Loyalty within my circle cause we demonstrate it
Orchestrating with the killas niggas better pay it
Realist nigga from my section I ain't scared to say it
Quick to lay it can't explain it really built for this
My wordplay undefeated in the truest sense
Hardbody in the paint bitches lose they shit
Jeromey Rome in the way a nigga pop my shit
Cruisin at my own speed I really mean it
You cappin but I seen it you squeezin for the meaning
She feenin for the treatment I'm reachin for my dreams and
Never settling for less because the looks can be deceiving
Hard to function when I got too many people round me
Same niggas run they mouth but they sleepin pugent soundly
I'm for the culture you can turn around and ask about me
Realist nigga from my section I can say it proudly



Credits
Writer(s): James Bea
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