Ygtut Bad Guys Lyrics

[Intro]
Sweet, sweet memories

[Verse 1]
Bout to run it up, run up and get done up
Crazy nigga, what the f*ck
Sweet as honey, he a honey nut
Damn I miss my parents, swear that we don't talk enough
What we did was illegal but they know it had came in clutch
Doing this for my people, we all gotta be equals
Them crows be flying low, I'm high enough I can see you
Oochie wally bang, Gucci wallet or a Louis pouch
Ain't shit change but my change, it be quiet now
My nigga

[Hook]
The bad guys, the realness, the struggle
The good times, you feel this, the hustle
Sweet, sweet, sweet memories
Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys

[Verse 2]
Out of jail, out on bail, nigga hell yeah
I was in that cell, swear that it was hell there
I was in that county, baby boo beside me
I know Jesus saves but I can't help just doing what pays
You feel me?
To tell the truth, think I'm stuck in my ways
Living off adrenaline, on tour for a couple of days
'Til my papa calls, saying I should make me some changes "You keep taking these chances
Man are you brave or you brainless?"

[Hook]
The bad guys, the realness, the struggle
The good times, you feel this, the hustle
Sweet, sweet, sweet memories
Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys

[Bridge]
I know you trying to be somebody
I know you wanna eat
I know you trying to be somebody
I know you wanna eat

[Verse 3]
I'm just like Kyrie Irving, I be facilitating
I'm making plays round the city, you looking at the greatest
Your bitch a newborn virgin, yall niggas still dating
I be that real ass nigga what y'all be imitating
Be yourself lil nigga so you'll be all you can be
I swear them fake ass niggas just some shit we don't need
Because fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass playas get a real playa hating 'em

[Hook]
The bad guys, the realness, the struggle
The good times, you feel this, the hustle
Sweet, sweet, sweet memories
Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys