Bad For You

I ain't no good for you
I ain't no good for you
I ain't no good for you
I'm just some bad dude

Ima say a lot of lies that you'd love to hear
Like if I was there I'd wipe away your tears
I can tell you're scared I could show you all my fears
I can let you know the deal prove to you that I am real I would

Lie and fill your mind with some bullshit
I am still the one that are cool with
Die and kill just some things up off the list
Of Matty's will cuz in my mind you're the specialist

In my mind ya specialist
The best of all the bestests'
And in my mind ain't makin sense
All because you're excellence
Swear you must be heaven sent
Walking by I hold my breath
Promise I would pay the check
Pay the piper Pay the rent
Only Benjamins no presidents
Fly up in a private jet
Resident of common sense
Expect some extra expert sex
President and Mrs. Pres
Rulers of the bedroom set
You the picture I'm the press
Tell me have you had enough yet

I ain't no good for you
I ain't no good for you
I ain't no good for you
I'm just some bad dude

I told you I could lie to you, how's it feel
I got a lot of practice of making it sound real
Like I see your broken heart and I got the thing to heal
And in reality just here for a quick meal

I, don't, know what to do
Cuz in my heart of heart lies a road that leads to you
I'd take you for a ride if the whip was bulletproof
But its not and brain always shoots

I guess we'll just, forever stay friends
Wont be easy to stop, or easy to pretend
Heart stay lock, feeling stay in
But at least, you safe, with him

I ain't no good for you
I ain't no good for you
I ain't no good for you
I'm just some bad dude



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Williamson
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