Bad Intentions

I come from the bottom, they ain't showin' love But I done been solid through all the weather I hit the venue with all my steppers Fly to your city, get straight to the cheddar We don't be fuckin' with half and half So you gotta keep it a hundred or better Word to my fans, I'm hot as a pepper He fuckin' with us, only God can help em I don't want problems, but niggas be plottin' So I got a thirty plus two in my weapon I ain't no sucker if she into takin' But not into givin', then I gotta dead it I'm at the dealer, I walk in his office I hand him a stack and say pardon my credit Told all my people I'm sorry, I gotta go get it I swear I'll be back in a second I murdered my doubters and killed all my haters They dead, I put em all to bed Niggas be talkin' like they got it poppin' But really, bro, that shit be all a stretch They got enough of these niggas caught up in the media I'ma stay out of the mess Run up my bands and book me a flight to a city Where nobody know where I'm at Whenever I travel, I'm ridin' with felons You come with the playin get shot in your chest I know that they mad, but we on that money Them niggas can hate while I jump on a jet We never chillin', come lookin' for us And that boy gon' get caught like a fish in the net Thinkin' it's sweet, you run up and roll away dead My nigga, but that's what you get I don't give a shit if that nigga a gangster If that nigga try us he die where he at Get laid in the streets like he bustin' a stretch I'm movin' forward, ain't fuckin' no X The tables done turned, my shit was just stuck in the mud But now I stand up and I flex I love who I love it's fuck all the rest Run through a tour, let em clean up the mess I came off a block where they bag and send it Now you won't see me with average women We at your show with some bad intentions I brought my killers, I had to mention Made me a monster when I saw the dirt hit your coffin But that shit be sad to mention Twenty-four years, they still holdin' out on parole He did over half his sentence I really know killers, ain't none of my people No rappers, it won't be no playin' with me Really don't matter if she thick or petite Just keep it on fleek if you layin' with me I done got used to him comin' and goin' I don't give a fuck who ain't stayin' with me Keep you some money, a Glock and your head on the swivel These niggas be playin' for keeps Niggas be simps, they clownin' for bougie lil thotties and we get them all for free Shit be all good, till they get a taste of that dick And they start wantin' all of me You won't believe the nerve of the fuckers Who left me and then tried to call on me I got on my grind and now they be hatin' Remember I wanted us all to eat We blow through the money and go get some more Leave it to God, ain't savin' no hoe I do a show with some heat in my coat If we really did, it won't nobody know Four in the morning, I'm up and I'm rollin' I barely been sleepin', I'm back in that mode You gon' be lonely when it's time to work But the party be lit, bruh, that's just how it go I came off a block where they bag and send it Now you won't see me with average women We at yo show with some bad intentions I brought my killers, I had to mention Made me a monster when I saw the dirt hit your coffin But that shit be sad to mention Twenty-four years, they still holdin' out on parole He did over half his sentence