Badman

By JSA

On D$EM

Released on April 30, 2018

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[Verse 1: JSA]

Get me in pray for sins

Just a foot let me in

Se la vie, sell some weed

Set me free but not for free

U ain't different nigga got a side bitch but yo main bish she got different niggas

That's a triiinty

She gon play all 3 like a Trey songz

Shoot ya shot use a different Trigga blackest one like Akon

In my city better pray for him Need u lay arms like 8 arms

Live in peace fore they tell u Peace n u leave ya niece n ya 8 aunts

All ya favorites all in one

What's the chances I'm the one/like 8 to 1

All this tree u could smoke for free need a Tommy john throwing shade for fun

Raising guns for they raising sons

Read ya eyes 4 they read books

Still gon die a raisin in the sun Don't get left behind like a Westbrook Chasing funds

Here's 2 bars for all my sons That's April ones

Don't believe the hype if we Look alike I'm the one I'm the one


[Chorus: K.Holloway]

Ohhh

What ya talking now

Don’t ya know Badman nah stray

We standing upright we got all the fight don’t believe the hype pussy can but we nah run away

But we say more fire to ya

And more fire to ya if ya thinking you can come this way

But momma nah gon save ya

And poppa gonna beg ya

What’s god to a, to a danger, dangerous man


[Verse 2: JSA]

Green leaves how's yo appetite/hold on tight

Give that ass back if u ain't acting right

That's alright

Living legend wit no accolades

U ain't have to pay

Got it on the arm

That's a arm a day/everyday

Might as well take your chances wit yo eyes close blindfold Pictures for the blind but yo mind closed

Say u great nigga I can't tell

Jsa wit the ysl

They rather see u fail back to back like Chanel

Why u not standing upright

Dress tight but u uptight

Down on luck like fuck life

But U don't see the upside

One time for the triple i

Living life like you'll never die


[Chorus: K.Holloway]

Ohhh

What ya talking now

Don’t ya know Badman nah stray

We standing upright we got all the fight don’t believe the hype pussy can but we nah run away

But we say more fire to ya

And more fire to ya if ya thinking you can come this way

But momma nah gon save ya

And poppa gonna beg ya

What’s god to a, to a danger, dangerous man