Bad Bitch In A Sundress

Intro: The greatest cross an artist has to bear Is the ability to fully express oneself A Gift to everyone else But a curse to themselves Verse: And I been thinking bout her Every second spent on the thought is just a happy hour While she indulges in the same substances I bring Simultaneously reminding me that I’m her king She’s bad when she ready, but she’s good at it I swear the top is so insane, that’s a good attic Then in the streets, she so professional, I would addict All these thirsty niggas probably feeling that they could have it But nah, I’m way deeper than devils Not even thinking bout bezels I got that gun from portal 2 So now I’m skipping some levels Without forgetting where I came from, a wannabe rebel The bed is covered in petals But still she don’t wanna settle I’m just confused with a mixed signal You say you love me, but being my wifey isn’t in you Yet you tell me everything I do is perfect When I tell you that you’re worth it Cold shoulder, shiver/shiva, Hindu Hook: Bad bitch in a sundress Sundress Temptress So blessed Oh yes I might say yes... Verse (1:36) To any question that she could possibly ask me Love and obey before I even get to asking I’m still living at home, curfew is very much on And even Michael couldn’t buy time lasting That’s why I’m out here with you past 3 Semi-ballin, though my salary is fasting This is far from the last thing Cause we got dudes out here robin/robbing like the bat wing But oh no, no, they can’t steal you from me! You see I keep her locked up in my stomach! I swear to you its the quickest route to my heart Butterflies keeping your company There must be a God Oh good golly gosh, can a breeze blow You fucking wit the future president Ms. Mary Munroe 80 degrees, you pull that shit off with ease Fresh to death, open casket with the scent of febreeze Verse (2:48): Don’t give me all just cause I asked for it Give me all of you like I’m essential like your passport Cause I can take you places too, but it’s all on you Now talk to me like the last word Last breath, last step, last password That you used to hack inside my heart like the last nerd I bet I made you laugh with the vernacular But somehow you refuse to choose something so spectacular Just tell me what is your desire? I’m just sitting here getting higher I guess now I know why I didn’t write a third verse Until you left, I’m so inspired By the pain, it’s no mystery what I’m saying Cause my entire life’s a joke, but it makes the music insane This is not a cry for help, and not a plea for attention I just never learn my lesson, I’mma sucker for detention [Outro] Extracted from "Good Will Hunting". The break up scene