Bad News Lyrics

A motherfucker on the west side of Fresno screams

To the sky he's afraid that he's got no dreams

That are possible it's probable a 40 OZ

Helps to put his mind to rest when he can't find no peace

Speed down the highway bitch I do it my way

Take a couple drugs and I'm letting my pupils dilate

My fate it's been decided despite all what I change

They've assigned a number they won't be calling me by name

Right I would never listen to a rookie

Walking down a lonely road I got no clue bout where it took me

Sorry to break it to ya thought I would say it you ain't fitting in

Dropping a track and flopping it's sad promise we ain't listening

DESERTBOYS going up it's simply irrefutable

They won't hold a candle that's sincerely indisputable

Sound like me now all these wannabes'll plunder

Fuck a hypebeast scene I leave the underground asunder

See my face know I'm just bad news

Cigarettes thrown out get a few tattoos

All the days are the same can't recall that's true

Imma be a real mess if I can't have you

Cheap perfume there to haunt my grave

And you got what you want but I got my way

We can end this here but I bet I'll cave

I'm a screw loose close to no self-restraint

See my eyes low my flow catching the copycats

Fuck the five-O I know they got the body bags

Got the green all laced with hydrocodone you should take a chance

I'm a black sheep in backseat I wake up in a trance

Radio don't play me though the fucking cattle cars

I got a bit of competition I'm the one to battle farms

Of the drones they're getting sick of the shit on the air waves

I don't know the top two hundred and I don't know their names

Heading for the top I swear it's truly indescribable

I kill the trash rappers and I leave em unrevivable

I'm speaking in a code I'm giving em hell when they decipher that

Want me on a feature I could be honest got no time for that

Counting on me to deliver making a pussy reconsider

Making em wither shrivel up like you're a novice and beginner

Minions coming in this time another AMV

They see my name they throw their shade I hope they still be hating me

See my face know I'm just bad news

Cigarettes thrown out get a few tattoos

All the days are the same can't recall that's true

Imma be a real mess if I can't have you

Cheap perfume there to haunt my grave

And you got what you want but I got my way

We can end this here but I bet I'll cave

I'm a screw loose close to no self-restraint