Ayesha Erotica
Bad Man
[Verse 1]
Uh, first off, fuck Trump
And second off, fuck cops
[?] block thought
I keep my head in the [?], wash my own back
My homie ran it with music, I own that
I got so much shit to write about
'Cause my life is one problem after another
Suicidal wife bitch fighting with me
'Cause she got problems with her mother
Yeah, they have self-esteem issues and she wants to be saved
But I can't be bothered
Bitches come and go, money comes and goes
Me and my bro got a common goal
Get money, keep money, be hungry, eat plenty
Bе thirsty, drink Kenny for your rotten soul
N***a chugging murder gang, kiss shawty, murdеr things
That's corny, murder's lame
The mentality's fucked up but what can I say?
Dad prolly isn't home and mother's late
Even I'm twisting my mom's [?] at home
So now I have no compassion
If a man ever walk up to me wrong
I will never walk come past him, uh

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bad man living two lives like Batman
But he's a good dad, man
Oh, me? I'm a hood rat, man
He said, "Mijo, don't be a cholo, if you catch a case you're solo"
I couldn't stand being broke though
So I felt how I flow, yo, yo, ice like Froyo
My nose never touched his no-no
In fact, only sold it once or twice but [?] real nice
Like Oxymoron's asking what's my price
Morally, I know this ain't the life
[Verse 2]
Uh, I'm for the revolution like a Bolshevik
Waking up, I hit the [?]
Hit the plug then I'm out the door
Shopping for veggies like a master store
Smoke then I'm off with a pound of [?]
I'm always talking like my mouth is full
I want your bitches to multiply
Now that I'm fine I get the replies
But where was the love when I had none?
Always [?], wish I had [?]
Now I have both but still feel lost
These people got me going nuts
These bitches tryna make me bust
These busters tryna make me bust
Your bitches can suck a cock
Your buster can run a turn of dust
I'm out here 'til the turn of dust
Got bitches like I'm on porno bust
So what I need one for? I don't
You better run, bro, I don't
I've been smoking, drinking and fucking but it's no fun no more
Started [?] when I fucking, when I lost control
There's no mercy giving up or even trying to yell "Uncle"
It's my story but even I don't know how it will unfold, uh
[Chorus]
My daddy was a bad man living two lives like Batman
But he's a good dad, man
Oh, me? I'm a hood rat, man
He said, "Mijo, don't be a cholo, if you catch a case you're solo"
I couldn't stand being broke though
So I felt how I flow, yo, yo, ice like Froyo
My nose never touched his no-no
In fact, only sold it once or twice but [?] real nice
Like Oxymoron's asking what's my price
Morally, I know this ain't the life

[Verse 3]
Trees of glamour and dying rich from cuff linked to diamond wrist
No bucket list, fuck a dying wish
Spliffin' bitch when I'm driving with
Living fast, so don't talk to me
'Cause I only got time for family
Making money from the street or girl under the sheets
But none of it comforts me
[?] come for me
Even in my own fucking dreams
[?]
And if I can finally fall asleep
I wake 'cause I had jumped in the deep
Girls talk to me with sweat
Telling myself, "Fuck revenge
Don't be a baby, no one gives a fuck"
Guess no maybe's, I ain't giving up
But if I do then call my bluff
A bitch that called her up
Bitch, I'm tryna get my nut
All it took to getting dust
Then back to the block with ten toes to the street
White shoes on my feet
'Cause I'm a dope boy, went from dope boy to babyface
2D ass bitch, gave her cooties
I'm not rich, bitch, fuck a wishlist
I ain't buying you shit, you best [?]
That bitch, like what girlfriend
You didn't care when I was broke, smoking lettuce
I don't care about you and your depression, bitch