Going Bad ft. KingTroy Lyrics

Lover boy so super certified

She tell crazy lies like "I love you" to all of her favourite guys

That's her favourite line

Richard for the time

Audi for the drive

It get crazy

Wish I gave you the life that I owe you, but it's crazy

Can't be sleeping through the morning shorty I ain't lazy

Ain't from holly grove, but your Wheezy if I'm Jay Z

And I got Nicki and a Bey tryna lay me

As I hold mine feeling like I'm going super crazy

More times pressures building up I'm feeling shaky

Surrounding by my blessings but I'm hurting cause it ain't me

Remembering the times back when I never let it phase me

Bottled up can't break me

Opps never phased me

Anger building up whenever niggas tryna shame me

Got me living life through a scope in sniper games

Got me buying ice bitch strangled by these chain

AC getting framed

Opps I entertained

People that ain't talking to me now they scream my name

And shorty wanna link me trust me now it ain't the same

I ain't gotta shout it nigga I ain't playing games

Gave her chances to bounce right back

Took my heart and went n stabbed me in the back

Wasn't worth it now you'll never make it back

Fuck the fame I'm only in it for the cash

Rolling crazy like my foot up on the gas

Lately baby it's my life been moving fast

Fuck the spotlight I'm just grinding for the bag

Generations gonna live off of my tracks

But Never tell me to relax

Cause if I snapped then I snapped nigga

The real me has been asleep for long

Don't make me bring it back nigga

Milly cash feel like meek sometimes

Still keep the heater on my lap

And if you want my bread then we gon toast you nigga

So don't show me your back

As my life goes on

More I learn my own

And I'm way more grown

When I'm in my zone

I just need more time

Working more and more

Cause my mind gone wrong

But I'm going on

Now I'm going bad

Still be going bad

Really in my bag

She the best I ever had

Talking bout my wap

This a major track

Like turbo run it back

Apostle on the track

It's Back to back to back

Back to back to back Vidi got the static if you frontin he gone clap it

Versace my aroma bitch I'm living cause we lavish

Used to whip a Rolla so we had to buy the Aston

It's my season and you know It cause I'm realer

Your shorty called me thinking that I might need to ID her

Hottest in the city my phone blinging like a Dealer

And the numbers speaking loud enough for you to clearly hear

Gave her chances to bounce right back

Took my heart and went and stabbed me in the back

Wasn't worth it now you'll never make it back

Fuck the fame I'm only in it for the cash

Rolling crazy like my foot up on the gas

Lately baby it's my life been moving fast

Fuck the spotlight I'm just grinding for the bag

Generations gonna live off of my tracks

Yeah ha