Bad Things lyrics

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Trae tha Truth


[Verse]
If I die today, I'ma die shining, hey
I know I can't die with this cake, so I'ma spend it, no rewinding
Just shot a n*gga the other day, just ask Chaz, you think I'm lyin'
I go all out for my dawgs, you know I'm gon' ride for my dawgs
This a lot of water, n*gga, deep feet
I got a carbon for ten, it'll repeat
Pull up in the hood if you wanna see me
A young n*gga highly, serve the finest
Young n*gga, I done dealt with the slimest
n*ggas shoot out of shame, got stripes like a referee
Couple real n*ggas standin' next to me
Hey, I'm just tryna get some dollars, yeah
My b*tch look like a model, yeah
Thirty thousand dollar problems
I can feel the vibes change
n*ggas change as time change
Been a lot of bad things lately
Down on my ass, Lord, save me
You swear you tough, well show me
I swear these n*ggas police (I don't trust these n*ggas)
Undercover pressure havin' ass n*ggas, blow me
Hood hot like some lava
I wet the block up, the choppers sound like helicopter
Ever seen a n*gga ass take his last breath?
At airports when I be by myself
Sleep schedule f*cked up
Take these drugs to keep me up
Steady liquor f*ckin' up my livers
Heart cold like the winter
Got dead guys, no Thriller
I swear I hate the month of December
These n*ggas be lyin' like Simba
Hey, I'm the kind to pull a slide in the rental
Quick to pull the five, b*tch, I'm out of my mental
I throw my shades on like I'm Stevie
I ain't tryna be bool, I don't want 'em to see me
I'm ridin' through the hood, it's just me and Lil GG
Smoke a n*gga at the red light
Gotta make sure them babies in the bed at night, ayy (Me and my n*ggas gon' make it home)
'Cause 'round my way ('Round here)
Crime pays (Nah, for real), yeah yeah yeah
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