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kaysinners - bad ass lyrics

grew up on the streets.
man this world is cold.
people killing other people like they have no role.
and others preaching nonsense like they have a soul.
and it’s old.
ima bad -ss going down this road.
anyone in my way will gladly get towed.
nowadays is easy to know who’s a friend and a foe.
another year and i still don’t trust these chicks.
smiling all up in your face, and then riding on another d-ck.
if you don’t like what i spit.
you can stop hearing this sh-t.
fix your ears, open your lips, and try to give what i give.

bad-ss.
they say ima bad-ss

never chill with phonies, man those phonies tried to take me out.
left from that and now i’m really headed to another route.
m-th-f-ckas claim to be your homie, but now i’m talking that real sh-t and you don’t know me.
bad-ss telling people what i’m m-th- f-cking feelin’.
because real men are not the ones who hide guns in their ceiling.
attached to all their killings.
it’s the dealings.
dealing that you faced, as they come up to your face and you challenge them to death, tryna make a little change.
and you take your little change and apply to your fame.
and then you help the world do better.
with wisdom and emotions, not pulling on no berettas.
get together!
it’ll make the whole place betta.
i’m a sinner.
and my line gets thinner, and as i move real inner.
and i don’t shoot guns, breathe air, but i can go crazy at a f-ckin dinner.
smash your face with a plate, then turn into a sprinter

my rhymes so hot, they leave you cremated.
almost got signed like twice but i didn’t take it.
and these rappers not tough, they just go to the game and fake it.
real killas doing life.
so f-ck you saying?.
making little baby rhymes, tryna make more millions.
but me?
me?
man i’m focused.
i hope you notice.
you with a broke b-tch.
hopeless.
tryna shine more and you just smoke sh-t.
roasted in a cracked seat, next to an ocean.
what you drowned in?
stranded with emotions.
never been the type to talk, always gotta f-cking watch.
observe hypocrites in the corners while i’m just trying to walk.
see the eyes of a liar and tell em i don’t give a f-ck.
tell a b-tch don’t waste my time if you’re not coming up.

bad-ss.
they say ima bad-ss

- kaysinners lyrics

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