Bad Games

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Bad things Bad things Been through it all and seen a lot of bad things Took a leap to find my wings, falling down a cascade I will ride through the fire Through defeat, my desire, my oh my Through the grime you wonder why I’m so inspired by these Bad things Bad things Bad things Bad things I’m addicted to these bad games Bad things Bad things Bad things Bad games I’m addicted to this cascade I follow anomalies while I hop in the gutter without a hobbit in front of me Gotta get it from my bones ‘Cause a part of me oughta be looking up at the mockery that was brought up inside of me Had to believe in the growth I been a moving, living my life in the booth Picking apart the wicked with a bucket of truth I been so focused but he been off in the blue Forgetting who’s important to me, now I’m no one to you But I’m not defined by the pain as of late, late, late, late Prince of the Island, the sunny and grey, grey, grey, grey And if you got issues, whatever you say, say, say, say If you ain’t with me, I’m honest and witty, I highly suggest get the fuck out my way Found a way to make it through the pattern that I battle to paddle through all the adamant, uh Padawan, I’m tryna find out where the hell I fit Maybe I should sit back and focus on the motion, ocean, oh shit No more women in my life, fuck the bar and the club, like a renegade type From the belly of it all where they mitigate nice Me and Merk the hit the track, now we ‘bout to take flight and go Been through it all and seen a lot of bad things Took a leap to find my wings, falling down a cascade I will ride through the fire Through defeat, my desire, my oh my Through the grime you wonder why I’m so inspired by these Bad things Bad things Bad things Bad things I’m addicted to these bad games Bad things Bad things Bad things Bad games I’m addicted to this cascade Cavy, what up Starkore, I see you my boy East coast to West coast Let’s fuck the game up (rah) Like a tampon I’m back in this bitch Tell these rappers that I ain’t here to dap any fists Get the back of these hands when I’m smackin' ya lips Can’t say too much or they might cancel the kid I’m a rare breed, momma said I need therapy I been on fire this year, where the kerasine Heard that song you dropped, it’s embarrassing Made me so sick to my stomach that I could barely eat Hold up, we ain’t ‘gon stop ‘til the show done Lemme get my chips then dip, no Old Dutch Welcome to the gold rush, knew that I would blow up Watch me kill a rapper on stage, like so what Lemme think, lemme strategize Like how the fuck you ‘gon swing when your hands are tied I went and got a big bag, now I can provide I really had to manifest, I would fantasize So the mansion I have now is castle size I’ma stir up the syrup like Aunt Jemime You ain’t got no drip ‘cause I ran you dry And once I step into the booth, y’all can’t survive I’m controlling the game with no PS5 And I just ordered a plane out to PEI I’m in a Aston Martin now with Cavy We pull up in ya city and we crash the party It’s Merk Bad things Bad things Bad things Bad things I’m addicted to these bad games Bad things Bad things Bad things Bad games I’m addicted to this cascade