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Act like i did something bad (feat. 8lettersBZ & YBLandlord)

Swazy Baby

Hip-Hop/Rap

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
YBLandlord
YBLandlord
Songwriter
Joshua Harvey
Joshua Harvey
Songwriter
Quentavious Nance
Quentavious Nance
Songwriter
8letterz Bz
8letterz Bz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Uh-uh, yeah, uh-uh, yeah, uh-uh, huh, uh-uh, Yea yea Laser, you know we aint playin tag, uh-uh I just mixed the addie with the gas, with the gas I've been drinkin', thinkin' bout my past, ouu On the highway, gettin' top, goin' fast, fast I just pray to God that I don't crash, ouu So sad, if I cut you off, your bad, ooh Watchin my back, I'm just tryna heal these stab wounds Watched me starve, I came up and you got mad, ooh You act like I did something bad, ooh I had to Kevin Gate it, I went where im celebrated Niggas around you feel some type of way, but they aint gon' never say it She was suppose to be my number one fan, but she ain't never play me Just let em know that real shit, that you know you get that from Swazy One of my niggas said I was suppose to been dead Heard that from my partner, fucked me up my head I don't like to show love, I swear I be scared I just like to roll up, it's just me and these meds Fuckin these hoes, im grippin my strap Grandma knowing im livin like that Envying Tell me what I did to make em feel like that Lost some friends No, no, I don't wanna get em right back Had to get from around em Cause with kindness you can't kill him like that, no way I just mixed the addie with the gas, with the gas I've been drinkin', thinkin' bout my past, ouu On the highway, gettin' top, goin' fast, fast I just pray to God that I don't crash, ouu So sad, if I cut you off, your bad, ooh Watchin my back, I'm just tryna heal these stab wounds Watched me starve, I came up and you got mad, ooh You act like I did something bad, ooh She act like I did something bad, don't pay her no mind that make her mad Don't mention my name unless it facts If I owed you something, I paid it back I step on shit that's the end of that Tryna figure how I can get a hundred racks These niggas aint solid, i figured that Told bro the hoe, dont get attached BZ I don't fuck with no anybody I ain't holdin these slugs, send em through your body I ain't playing with these drugs, I'm making profit Going up, my lil' girl ain't gon' need nobody Thinking bout my past, lungs full of exotic I was fucked up I had started robbing If he got it on him take it out his pocket Im the first one really got it popping Yeah Glizzy with a 50, gotta switch on it I just told my brother, don't switch on me BZ, I ain't never need no big homie Real street, nigga, I got a stick on me I just mixed the addy with the gas, with the gas I've been drinkin', thinkin' bout my past, ouu On the highway, gettin' top, goin' fast, fast I just pray to God that I don't crash, ouu So sad, if I cut you off, your bad, ooh Watchin my back, I'm just tryna heal these stab wounds Watched me starve, I came up and you got mad, ooh You act like I did something bad, ooh You ever got crossed by the same nigga, put you on the plug Lost a thirty out west double back, shopped with the same plug Mixin' Addies gas with double cups, mama say too many drugs Colombian, Dominican i got that Casamigo plug Shawty put that battery in my back, say she just charged me up She want my attention, I ain't tricking, she ain't charge me for it Niggas stab you in your back, then come around, act like it's all love Treat it like a business, niggas base the love up off the budget Been down this road before, won't let em fool me, I won't fall for nothing When I was down and out, where they was, they ain't call for nothing I stretched my neck out for a bitch, and it was all for nothing Now I stretch my neck out for myself, bitch, it's all or nothing I just mixed the addie with the gas, with the gas I've been drinkin', thinkin' bout my past, ouu On the highway, gettin' top, goin' fast, fast I just pray to God that I don't crash, ouu So sad, if I cut you off, your bad, ooh Watchin my back, I'm just tryna heal these stab wounds Watched me starve, I came up and you got mad, ooh You act like I did something bad, ooh
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