I got a grind, won't stop, hustle won't quit Shine like no other, I be on some other shit I got high price lifestyle, super bad bitch If I want it, bet I got it If I don't bet all I gotta do is Go, get it, stay up out my business Ball 'til I fall,

And that ain't good The way he should I've got it bad Though folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears Well I'm so mad about him I can't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle My poor heart is so sentimental

Times are good or bad, happy or sad I, I'm so in love with you Whatever you want to do Is all right with me 'Cause you make me feel so brand new And I want to spend my life with you Since, since we've been together Loving you forever Is what I need

Tie my hands What am I gonna be What have I done so bad What is my destiny What am I supposed to see We are at war With the universe The sky is falling And the only thing that can save us now

My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Cookin' up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody, grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the

I'm rotten to the core, core Mirror, mirror on the wall Who's the baddest of them all? Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world Rotten to the core Who could ask for more? I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten

Ride with my niggas Like fuck it, die with my niggas You a nigga with bitch ways You remind me of a bitch named Tiffany All hammers getting tucked And all bad bitches getting fucked I just wanna fuck Lil bitch so what? Nigga I don't give a fuck

Life's a bitch and then you die Cause you never know when you're gonna go That's why we get high That's why we puff la Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Fuck who's "the baddest"; a person's status depends on salary And my mentality is

Stop now before it's too late Nothing lasts forever That's the way it's gotta be There's a great black wave in the middle of the sea for me The sound is not asleep, it's moving under my feet Bean eating in the ghetto on a hundred dollar plate Run from

No, I don't feel a thing. Life's going by me. And still I say, Oh God! I'm making the same mistakes. Low? I'm on empty. Try to erase all the bad times. Free? I don't seem to be. My soul remains tied to your life. Every breath you breathe deep, I feel you