Bodhi Fuegs & AfterLife93 - My Bad Lyrics

My bad, my bad
I keep on getting sidetracked
My bad, my bad
Speeding and I might crash

My bad, my bad
Didn't know it was like that
My bad, my bad
I never took the right path

My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad

Between you and I
I been contemplatin suicide
Its like all I can do is lose in life
Really tried doin' right

Things only keep going wrong huh
I don't know how much longer
I can hold onta
This thread before it snaps

On the edge way out the norm
I never had a chance
I never had a shot
My daughter and rap is all I got

Tragic If I stop
It's only cause I crashed the whip
I have a gift
But I'm Constantly distracted its

Bad admit
I Feel lost, lonely, and inadequate
I'm In pain
And I just make it worse

Am I insane
I Can't say for sure
Diggin' my own grave
Or a way to pay dirt

All I can say
Hate the game
Not the player
I believe in me

Yeah on myself I wager
And never waver
F*ck explainin'
Or asking for permission

To better my situation
This is self preservation
Commitment, Dedication, Tunnel vision
Can't see what you do or hear what you sayin'
My bad

My bad, my bad
I keep on getting sidetracked
My bad, my bad
Speeding and I might crash

My bad, my bad
Didn't know it was like that
My bad, my bad
I never took the right path

My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad

My bad
But I ain't never looking back
From a rookie to a vet
I put my foot up on they necks

As I move to the next step
On this glory road to success
Lord knows that I've been blessed
Caressed By The Holy Ghost

With the spirit of Seven gifts
As I sit' present in the moment
I spit this shit with a lisp
From a city in the west coast

On this quest to get rich
Or die trying, tread soft
Word to 50 cent
I don't even need a vest

For the Teflon
When they let the techs start firin'
I'll just lift this shit from off my chest
For the children and little kids

In the ghetto that I inspire
Catching winds with my last breath
When I'm way up high
While your bitch she give me head

She like to blow my mind
Like when I Hit that jive
Been through hell but im heaven sent
Even Invested every cent every dime that I have left

From every check
Let's not pretend
That in your eyes
I'm Just a peasant

Potential to be the best
Or better yet a king
From a pawn piece
In A game of chess and checkers

Til we all leave
The rest is always
Left up on the
Checkered board

I get up on
My skateboard
Skatin across the Palm leaves
Leaping over rail roads
Ollie on top off streets
Needless to say

I never chose to go
The right direction
But I never left it up
To just pure luck

Cause ain't nothing for free
The resurrection of real funk
When I speak my piece
But I don't think that they hear us

My bad
My bad, my bad
Maybe I just ain't saying enough
My bad, my bad
Maybe I just don't say it enough

My bad, my bad
I keep on getting sidetracked
My bad, my bad
Speeding and I might crash

My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
But I just can't keep waiting all day for you
I got way too much to lose

My bad, my bad
Didn't know it was like that
My bad, my bad
I never took the right path

My bad, my bad
My bad, my bad
But I just can't keep waiting all day for you
I got way too much to do

My bad
My bad
My bad