Bad Guys

Sweet, sweet memories [Verse 1] Bout to run it up, run up and get done up Crazy nigga, what the fuck Sweet as honey, he a honey nut Damn I miss my parents, swear that we don't talk enough What we did was illegal but they know it had came in clutch Doing this for my people, we all gotta be equals Them crows be flying low, i'm high enough I can see you Oochie wally bang, Gucci wallet or a Louis pouch Ain't shit change but my change, it be quiet now My nigga [Hook] The bad guys, the realness, the struggle The good times, you feel this, the hustle Sweet, sweet, sweet memories Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys [Verse 2] Out of jail, out on bail, nigga hell yeah I was in that cell, swear that it was hell there I was in that county, baby boo beside me I know Jesus saves but I can't help just doing what pays You feel me? To tell the truth, think i'm stuck in my ways Living off adrenaline, on tour for a couple of days Til my papa calls, saying I should make me some changes You keep taking these chances Man are you brave or you brainless? [Hook] [Bridge x2] I know you trying to be somebody I know you wanna eat [Verse 3] I'm just like Kyrie Irving, I be facilitating I'm making plays round the city, you looking at the greatest Your bitch a newborn virgin, yall niggas still dating I be that real ass nigga what yall be imitating Be yourself lil nigga so you'll be all you can be I swear them fake ass niggas just some shit we don't need Because... fake ass niggas get fake ass digits And fake ass playas get a real playa hating 'em [Hook]