Ehubb - Way Too Bad (The Homie)

What’s your type?
Don’t believe the hype, just ease your mind
Treading light, always in ya prime like all the time (Sheesh)
Ice cold shawty got drip
She like links with good vibes where the good times don’t trip
I might sign or I might slide, that’s it
Keep it independent (Why)
Cause I’m benefiting (That’s tuff)
I call up my dawgs, call up my dawgs
You know how I’m living (True)
Popping it off, I'm popping it off
You know how I’m feeling (Whoo)
Right all my wrongs, write on these songs till I hit a million (Wait)
You got me in a trance
I just thought that you should know (Thought that you should know)
Me and my dawgs been getting bands (Money man, money man)
Watch for haters on the low (Haters on the low)
I know you got some fans (I know you got some fans)
I see em when you post (I see em when you post)
But girl you way too bad
So don’t treat me like the homie yeah
Don’t blame me for the way I take my time
I've been tryna reach yo line all day aye
Move my way and I’m gone get you right
(Right right right right right right right right
Right right right right)
Still gotta do it for the Black Queens, still gotta do it for the Black Kings
Still gotta do if for the Black Dreams, ain’t gone ever switch don’t ask me
I got to get right the with the post up, block imposters
On the side you been locked up, been a lost soul better tell me where they lost ya
Fix ya posture, cause you know that I gotcha
Never swap ya like a NBA roster
Aye, better cop that shirt today (Uh)
Shawty you gifted, put it on mentions
Tell em it’s worth the wait (Yeah)
I been on word, I been on game
Hoping you feel it
I been on time, Ima maintain
Bump it at all day, gotta go get it (Uh)
Call up my dawgs, call up my dawgs
You know how I’m living (True)
Popping it off, I'm popping it off
You know how I’m feeling (Whoo)
Right all my wrongs, write on these songs till I hit a million (Wait)
Yo vibe on a million
You got me in a trance (Got me in a trance)
I just thought that you should know (Thought that you should know)
Me and my dawgs been getting bands (Money man, money man)
Watch for haters on the low (Haters on the low)
I know you got some fans (I know you got some fans)
I see em when you post (I see em when you post)
But girl you way too bad
So don’t treat me like the homie yeah
Girl you way too bad yeah (Yeah)
Said your way too bad
Said your way too bad yeah (Yeah)
You're way too bad, way too bad
Way too bad
Shawty too bad on regular
Tell her to hit up my cellular
Shawty too bad on a regular
Tell her to hit up my (Oop oop)
Shawty too bad on regular
Tell her to hit up my cellular
(Tell her to hit up my) (Oop oop)

Written by:
Eric Hubbard

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