How would you feel if I had you? Trust me, you’d be mad too
But shawty, we can be mad cool. Just hit me if anything past due
Your family told you I’m a bad move. Plus I’m already a black dude
It’s been a week and a half since, we ain’t been speaking and that meant
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You feeling free in my absence, I’ve been going through a lot behind this glass tint
I know they told you I’d be bad for you, don’t worry I’ll be back for you
All the money and cars stripper hoes and the tattoos, bad news
Back off a coffee bean reflecting on all you see
Fightin’ over your seeds, writin’ over your deeds, sliding over your keys
I’m just bad-bad news... Good thing, the two, Bonnie and Clyde
The money and who? It’s bad news, bad-bad for you
