Color Me Bad Lyrics

I made a hit, she was like do it again

She was like do it again

I'm like baby that's all I do

Nah for real, that's like all I do

I mean I can't drop unless it's royal Flush

Yeah, let's go

You don't gotta fake it with me

I feel the vibes, I can tell you not Fucking with me

Yeah, searching for peace and you cut Me off, damn it ain't never that deep

You was so precious big dog, you Steppin' Tell me who let you off the Leash

I knew the answer, I asked do she Love Me and she told me no I'm like Sheesh

In my groove I think I found my niche

Eat my heart out, you having a feast

Missing something, I'm too Incomplete

Stretching out, you way out of my Reach

Thought you cared but not in the least

Wanna forget so you tryna delete

You said it's forever, I got the receipts

I got the

I pray I don't lose my composure

Feel the beat yeah it's taking me over

Aggravated I'm losing my focus

Don't forget that I'm doing this sober

Part the crowd with this stick like I'm Moses

Way too hard I think I need a Trojan

They all got some ulterior motives

I'm the coldest, ain't no need of Boasting

I hop out that whip with that drip

Yeah I'm loaded

Discussing the suite life with Zack

I ain't Cody

Stop acting tough boy we know you a Poser

They color me bad

Ian talking crayola

I'm catching hell, I feel like Amendola

Eat on that cat, I ain't talking bout Doja

You get a issue and you get it too

I give everyone hell man I feel like I'm Oprah

I need a map man, I feel like I'm Dora

It's for the better, if you say I changed

I'm too bright, don't help, I got on my Chain

Take over the city, I feel like I'm Bane

No fear

In the hood, we was jumping off trains

I'm in the field, give a fuck bout the Rain

That boy a capper but don't spin a cane

That boy a rapper, he spitting that Pain

Please don't ask me how I'm doing, I'm tired

Mama she told me I'm handsome, so One of these hoes they lied

I don't like the Chick-fil-a that's on the South side

Cause they always fuck up my fries

They call me Flxme, my passion is hot

And you see it all in my eyes

Yeah you see it all in my eyes

I pray I don't lose my composure

Feel the beat yeah it taking me over

Aggravated, I'm losing my focus

Don't forget that I'm doing this sober

Part the crowd with this stick like I'm Moses

Way too hard, I think I need a Trojan

They all got some ulterior motives

I'm the coldest, ain't no need of Boasting

I hop out that whip with that drip

Yeah I'm loaded

Discussing the suite life with Zack

I ain't Cody

Stop acting tough boy we know you a Poser

Color me bad, I ain't talkin' Crayola