JMoneyyMafia - Want It Bad (feat. Jaye Raw)

I Just want it bad I got money all on my menu
And Iamma keep chasing to the bag interfere with it then it's fuck you
Speak to them
Is it possibly you pardon me you bitches want apologies
Don't fuck up my velocity I still got curiosity
You niggas be all gossipy talking about nothing
Why you niggas mad at me cause I made nothing from something
I be going back in time like we still live in them trenches
You can keep it fucking pushing if you looking all suspicious
I be running through pain like I'm built thought for this fitness
You better watch you fucking mouth before I fix it like a dentist
I got lil Joey hoping out the vision trynna serve a dish
We was trynna flip that money thousands off them counterfeit
We was young but that lil money made me feel we rich
We was serving that shit off the hand we gave them boys a pitch
I'm cool every night I just be sleeping like a baby
These cowards just be talking but them niggas playing crazy
We do it for lil saint we definitely slide when it's rainy
You miss me that bullshit it just fuck you nigga pay me
I Just want it bad I got money all on my menu
And Iamma keep chasing to the bag interfere with it then it's fuck you
Yea aye J Money I ain't gone even hold you
Cuz just hit me and told me he hit they ass for 8 bands man
Shit crazy
Yo check it's Raw
Yea you know the vibes when I'm in this bitch
Grinding to the money like it's nothing boy I do this shit
Cooling with J Money since a youngin we been super lit
Super ill super sick dawg we both super Vick
And everybody know that we dope like some super bricks
Killing all these niggas no joke wit a super grip
Yea steady pacing steady running
On the road to the riches for them blue face hunnits
I keep a ruger on my hip by my stomach
If a nigga think it's sweet then I guess he got it coming Fye Fye
Yea no face no case
In that brand new whip all gas no breaks
I hustle every year never stopping for no breaks
I'm just tryna reach my goal tryna do what it takes
And I don't know if speaking on it helps
This just the shit that's on my mind I just keep it to myself
You know
I just want it bad i got money all on my menu
And ima keep chasing that bag
Interfere then I guess it's fuck you
Inna mean time due time will tell
Niggas pray for me to fail well I'm doing well
And I grind out my problems like I'm skating on a rail
I'm just sticking to this game like a wood on a nail
Inna mean time due time will tell
Niggas pray for me to fail well I'm doing well
And I grind out my problems like I'm skating on a rail
I'm just sticking to this game like a wood on a nail
I Just want it bad I got money all on my menu
And Iamma keep chasing to the bag interfere with it then it's fuck you

Written by:
Aaron Aurthur, Jonathan Davis

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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