Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Business, artist - Lil Poppa.
Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bad Business |
I ain’t never want to be a role model |
But fuck it, get all this love it’ll be rude not to say I love it |
Don’t really care for discussions, to shy for the public |
I rather the nigga live let him die from some other shit |
Had to switch my number up, I don’t wanna listen |
Phones give me anxiety, family say I’m actin' different |
Still got the same bros and I don’t plannin' on switchin' |
One shot from a distance he don’t plannin' on missin' |
I had to put some niggas 'round me, same plan, same vision |
Told them make a decision, come be apart of the mission |
Come get up out the trenches, bitch, don’t even think about kissin' me |
Just forget about it don’t mention it, shit, he fucked up, I gotta fix it |
Rather stay to myself 'cause I don’t like being friendly |
I’m happy then I’m sad, it’s a fucked up feelin' |
I done broke a lot of hearts to a lot of good women |
Trust the wrong niggas did a lot of bad business |
And I been on too many drugs doin' a lot of fast livin' |
They tell me to slow down, but I’m like, «How they don’t get it?» |
Cut them all of I don’t want dealings, no more, I ain’t got feelings, no more |
I done gave away too much, I ain’t givin', no more |
You can die tonight nigga, or you can live, it’s your choice |
No matter how loud you scream they ain’t hearing your voice |
Childhood trauma too busy lookin' for joy |
And I ain’t never satisfied, I’m too busy lookin' for more |
And you know I ain’t lied I ain’t givin' shit to a whore |
And you know I got too much pride to be doin' shit I don’t want |
I ain’t doin' it fuck a plug, I ain’t goin' in fuck the club |
Bitch, you know I’m runnin' with thugs they get to shootin' if you mug |
I just be actin' clueless, I ain’t stupid it’s the drugs |
And if it’s 'bout a bag, I get to movin', I ain’t movin' off the love |
Okay, now why actin' bougie, you ain’t bougie, bitch, what up? |
You playin' stingy with that coochie, bitch, get groovy, I’m tryna fuck |
Rather stay to myself 'cause I don’t like being friendly |
I’m happy then I’m sad, it’s a fucked up feelin' |
I done broke a lot of hearts to a lot of good women |
Trust the wrong niggas did a lot of bad business |
And I been on too many drugs doin' a lot of fast livin' |
They tell me to slow down, but I’m like, «How they don’t get it?» |
Cut them all of I don’t want dealings, no more, I ain’t got feelings, no more |
I done gave away too much, I ain’t givin', no more |
Rather stay to myself 'cause I don’t like being friendly |
I’m happy then I’m sad, it’s a fucked up feelin' |
I done broke a lot of hearts to a lot of good women |
Trust the wrong niggas did a lot of bad business |