Bad News

I'm sure you think about Me Daily
Please correct Me if Im wrong
I know I fumbled your heart
And made a Big Mess
This shit got so Bad
I wish I can take it all back
Damn I see I broke You
I can't fix that
Can get to talking reckless
When You get Mad
Then try to tell Me that You sorry Nah you meant that
Don't try to play with Me like that
No don't play with no Me like that

It's like My mind going crazy
I need to reset
This shit done got too sour
Let me reflect
Can't believe i wanted it forever Well I don't need that
I rather choose money showers Got a big bag
I never thought that we could end Well that's too bad
I wanted this from the beginning
We knew that
Now I rather throw in the towel
Too bad
But every time she see my dick
It get devoured
Fucking her for hours

You know I like them Bitches who Be toxic
Keep a couple Niggas on Your line You got options
You only searching for something That's missing
Lets be honest
None of them ain't Marvin
None of them ain't Marvin
Now you keep on looking for that Shit that You ain't finding
Look at the Niggas You waste your Time with
Look at them Niggas You give Your Heart to
Know that's bad news, bad news They bad for you

But that ain't none of My Business
Only in my mind I see competition
When the sun falls down
That's when I go and lock it in
I be on a mission
I blast off like I'm Rocket Man
Money on my mind
How I make My decisions
Can't get caught up in crowds
I just be laying low chilling
I ain't tryna fall in love
I don't wanna lay up
But you steady rub and touching
I know you wanna fuck
We do that shit too much
I rather run it up
I only wanna see My Money
Stack up to the ceiling
I ask God Will I live to raise my Children
It get hard to hear His voice
When I'm constantly sinning
It get hard not to get content
When You constantly winning
I don't need no cash up front
I just want a percentage
Sign my name on the paper
Let my cash come residual
Whole lot of zeros
Can't be worrying bout these hoes

You know I like them bitches who Be toxic
Keep a couple Niggas on your line You got options
You only searching for something That's missing
Let's be honest
None of them ain't Marvin
None of them ain't Marvin
Now you keep on looking for that Shit that You ain't finding
Look at the Niggas You waste your time with
Look at the Niggas You give your heart to
Know that's bad news, bad news
They bad for You

Now I raise the roof
My money stack to the ceiling
It get hard to hear His Voice
When I'm constantly sinning
You can hold the cash up front
I want a percentage
It get hard not to get content
When you constantly winning