my bad! Lyrics

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Ahh

How y'all been

I've been on a wave like a dolphin

I've been betting on it, now I'm all in

Tired of these fake shots, tired of these fake, tired of these motherfuckin

Alec Baldwin's, we ain't seein' greatness, then tell me what you call him

Ah jeez, blessings his makin' me sneeze

Something funny in the air, and I ain't talkin' bout the pollen

Let it go, baby, we can just hold hands at the show

Sit low at the show, sip slow at the show

Let the good times roll, just go with the flow, huh

Let them hate from afar, pullin' my strings like I played the guitar

Everybody wanna make big moves and shoot for the moon

But they ain't never chasin' the stars, goddamn

Bartender, I was gettin' bent, I ain't talkin' bout car fenders

Had depression on my mind, I was stressin' in a bind

Til I realized I was not centered, and not mentored

But my life changed the moment that I met her

Had me recollectin' the blessings that I'm met for

Thought that I was goin' insane, what's the price on pain

Keep the ice on rain, let it pour more

I'm takin' them back, it's like four score

Everybody been goin' through hell, ah hell

I could meet you at the gates like Mordor

and I can meet you at the gates for a day trip

Treat the 02' like a race in a spaceship, Nintendo, I'm bout to really make the game switch

And if you get the glare from my bracelet

Ah my bad, ah motherfucker my bad

Had to get back in my bag, that's my bad

Ah motherfucker my bad, I had to get back in my bag

Goddamn, goddamn, back in my bag tonight

You know I'm hungry for it all, I got a appetite

Do the math motherfucker, you ain't half as nice

So if we goin' toe to toe, then in the afterlife

That's my bad, ah motherfucker my bad

I had to bring it back to my bag

My bad, my bad

Ah motherfucker my bad, I had to get back in my bag

Goddamn, goddamn, back in my bag tonight

You know I'm hungry for it all, I got a appetite

Do the math, motherfucker, you ain't half as nice

So chill your ass out and have a Sprite

Cause everything will be fine

Everything will be fine

That's the type of shit that's on my mind

Everything will be fine, aye everything will be fine

You know I had to burn em with the rhyme

Goddamn, goddamn, back in my bag tonight

You know I'm hungry for it all, I got a appetite

So do the math motherfucker, you ain't half as nice

Do the math motherfucker, you ain't half as nice uh