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letra de bad guy - mfnb

[intro]
you know man
lately there’s been a lot of folks
talking sh-t man and running their mouth
throwing a lot of shade man
a lot of hate on motherf-ckers
because they’re mad because
they got exposed for the f-cked up sh-t
that they did and they’re still doing

let’s go

[verse 1]

my dad jumped ship, i never knew him anyway
nothin but a b-tch
the rest of my family they never gave a sh-t
the only thing they cared about was
how i told them how low i wore my pants
they didn’t care that i was on drugs
and my brother wasn’t ?? who the h-ll i hung around
but again i could’ve been shot dead and left
in a pool of my own blood to drown

f-ck bum-l!ckers i don’t need them anyhow
so take a bow to the bad guy
cause i’m never looking back

now i gotta pump my radio
i got that b-tch on playback

never look in my rearview cause i don’t look back
flee the past to the bottom of a plastic cup
filled up with kanyak, laid back, close my eyes and
listen to some johnny cash while i think about
what i’ma do to p-ss y’all off next
[chorus]
(x2)
all of my life i was told i wouldn’t make it (all my life)
all of my life i was told get up and pull ?? (all my life)
all of my life i was told i wouldn’t be sh-t (all my life)
all of my life i ain’t been nothing but hated (all my life)

[verse 2]

let me give you a little bit of truth about me

and i was raised in a town called abbeville
and i started selling drugs at fifteen
coke, crack and that good weed
now the whole hood all up had the best drugs on the block
i kept a stack tucked in my sock
and i been to jail 73 times
and i took the charge every f-cking time

man f-ck that sh-t sitting down the road
and i’ll make do what till i come home
i ain’t scared of motherf-cking jail
i never talked just to make bail
send me back to my jailcell
then give me my mat
now beat my d-ck and make a burrito
you all heard some sh-t, better run from me though
but you still wanna go and state my name

and i’m a k!ller b-tch, you’re a mud stain
so f-ckboy, quit talking bout me (talking bout me)

i swear to god, some of y’all are a trip
sell a couple of dimes and now you’re the sh-t
but when you ask king kong you’re the first to talk
but i’m the snitch, that’s a bold statement
so here’s mine, f-ck y’all, all of y’all

have to say what the f-ck i got to say

[chorus]
(x2)
all of my life i was told i wouldn’t make it (all my life)
all of my life i was told get up and pull ?? (all my life)
all of my life i was told i wouldn’t be sh-t (all my life)
all of my life i ain’t been nothing but hated (all my life)

- mfnb

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