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bad man - gario lyrics

[verse 1]
uh, first off, f*ck trump
and second off, f*ck 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 sh*t to write about
’cause my life is one problem after another
suicidal wife b*tch 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
b*tches 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*gga chugging murder gang, kiss shawty, murdеr things
that’s corny, murder’s lame
the mentality’s f*cked 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 b*tches 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 b*tches tryna make me bust
these busters tryna make me bust
your b*tches can suck a c*ck
your buster can run a turn of dust
i’m out here ’til the turn of dust
got b*tches like i’m on p*rno bust
so what i need one for? i don’t
you better run, bro, i don’t
i’ve been smoking, drinking and f*cking but it’s no fun no more
started [?] when i f*cking, 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, f*ck a dying wish
spliffin’ b*tch 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 f*cking 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, “f*ck revenge
don’t be a baby, no one gives a f*ck”
guess no maybe’s, i ain’t giving up
but if i do then call my bluff
a b*tch that called her up
b*tch, 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 b*tch, gave her cooties
i’m not rich, b*tch, f*ck a wishlist
i ain’t buying you sh*t, you best [?]
that b*tch, like what girlfriend
you didn’t care when i was broke, smoking lettuce
i don’t care about you and your depression, b*tch

- gario lyrics

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