Hook 2x

With a bad one

I'll never be too old to creep with a bad one

Verse

Still not dead or living in a cell

A young black male running til his heart fails

Closing in on a pearl like a clam shell

Opening my mind and yours but you can't tell

It's like I'm the shit but nobody can smell

Thats why I don't quit when my songs can't sell

I ain't tweeting females or sending e-mails

I'm staying in my lane like I just got detailed

Shining, cash climbing, rapping timeless

Rhyming, stoner royalty, I'm your highness

Vibe to this when you got too many people on your dick

And you need your peace before you end up on the street

I got bars for every week

I do verses every day nigga

Anything nowadays to get paid nigga

Like say nigga and a bunch of words

On a beat that is heat speaking to the universe

Making music on this earth is like working for some work

But I'm fine long as I can call a fine ass mine

Girl you too kind showing me what I know ain't free

I know I'm different but you don't have to act differently

But you will feel a difference when you smoke with me

New music mixed with old poetry

So in deep

Put the whole hole to sleep

I'll never be too old to creep with a bad one

Hook x2

Verse 2

With a bad one

Fuck a bad one like I never had one

I'ma have some cuz I can't just have one

And it's been a minute since I seen my last one

This is real shit from a real shitty individual

Always was original but bitches made it difficult

But I'd get it on the low little did they know

Watching women disappear with the weed smoke

Boy I'm not broke

I just ain't rich

Tryna have the best product not the best bitch

Tryna have the largest pockets and some fresh kicks

Most these women I don't need to have sex with

But I'm reckless

Get the check and now you on a chick checklist

I don't even check to see whats her objective

I just hope she gonna make a nigga breakfast

Thats a bad one

Hook

Thats a bad one

I'll never be too old to creep with a bad one

Hook x2