Bad News
Something bout the way you spoke said that you were bad news,
Bad news
Something bout the way you looked at me said that you
Were bad news, bad news
And the time I looked in your eyes, you said to me
Yeah you said
You said to me that we could never be
Something bout the way you spoke said that you were bad news,
Bad news
Something bout the way you looked at me said that you
Were bad news, bad news
And I just remember the time you spent with me,
Yeah you spent
You spent with me and it felt just like a dream
Roll around in the mud with me, ain't got no priors
Her father looking at me like "take care of my daughter"
The judge looking at her like a lamb to the slaughter
I'm looking at her like a fresh picked peach
(Like a fresh picked peach)
Waiting,
On you, got no time to change my speed
Praying,
For you, got her by the bed, rolling up my weed
Baby got an eye for the sweet life,
Daddy's money treating her better than her daddy ever did
She got a benz with the suicide doors, baby you decide yours
Front door like a wormhole to the crib
Looking in her eyes, know she bad bad news,
With them back tattoos and them hoops so big
With the rocks, hanging like a chandelier,
Rip the rocks from your ears, two-step, take the rock to the rim
And I just remember the time you spent with me
Yeah you spent
You spent with me and it felt just like a dream
Bad news
Something bout the way you looked at me said that you
Were bad news, bad news
And the time I looked in your eyes, you said to me
Yeah you said
You said to me that we could never be
Something bout the way you spoke said that you were bad news,
Bad news
Something bout the way you looked at me said that you
Were bad news, bad news
And I just remember the time you spent with me,
Yeah you spent
You spent with me and it felt just like a dream
Roll around in the mud with me, ain't got no priors
Her father looking at me like "take care of my daughter"
The judge looking at her like a lamb to the slaughter
I'm looking at her like a fresh picked peach
(Like a fresh picked peach)
Waiting,
On you, got no time to change my speed
Praying,
For you, got her by the bed, rolling up my weed
Baby got an eye for the sweet life,
Daddy's money treating her better than her daddy ever did
She got a benz with the suicide doors, baby you decide yours
Front door like a wormhole to the crib
Looking in her eyes, know she bad bad news,
With them back tattoos and them hoops so big
With the rocks, hanging like a chandelier,
Rip the rocks from your ears, two-step, take the rock to the rim
And I just remember the time you spent with me
Yeah you spent
You spent with me and it felt just like a dream
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Writer(s): Tal Cohen
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