[Intro: CG Fez]
They want it bad, no, bad, no
Uh
[Chorus: CG Fez]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don’t work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain’t love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turnеd tragedy
[Verse 1: CG Fez]
Picture swervin’ whilе thinkin’ nervous
Different surges hit when the gas depletes
Tryna hit phones on the road when your bros ten toes, quick shift through the back of streets
Back up, please, I need backup, please
Packin' heat ’cause I'm down, if it's on, better back your G's
If it’s on, better back your beef, they stay mad at me
'Cause I'll slide if they try one of my broskis
See them throw 4s in the war
So I wouldn't turn on my bros like Loki
Mask and a blade, shinobi
Burn this bread for beef the like a toastie
I could write an essay about blades
But I'll still spur to the shot like Ginóbili
[Chorus: CG Fez]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turned tragedy
[Verse 2: Maz]
I want it bad
I pull up and it's a wrap
Came from the mud, deep in the trenches
I come from the bottom, I ain't goin' back
I remember all the longest nights
And the darkest times
Could've lost my mind, yeah
Had to get up on my grind
Me, I been a G like all my life, yeah
Tryna get rich so much, fall broke in the time you spent
Tryna get a high so long that you hit rock bottom
It's the only high that you get
Got 'em on the phone like brrt
It's the only line that you get
Every time I lost, I came back a boss
It's the only life that I live, oh, yeah, yeah
Chasin' the pay route
Get me the bag, find me a way out
I made a layout
If I get us out, then fuck it, we stay out
I'm takin' a break out
In the bag like takeout with no safe routes
On my days out
Anybody in the way gets laid out, oh, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: CG Fez]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turned—
[Outro: CG Fez & Maz]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Chasin' the pay route
Get me the bag, find me a way out
I made a layout
If I get us out, then fuck it, we stay out
I'm takin' a break out
In the bag like takeout with no safe routes
On my days out
Anybody in the way gets laid out
They want it bad, no, bad, no
Uh
[Chorus: CG Fez]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don’t work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain’t love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turnеd tragedy
[Verse 1: CG Fez]
Picture swervin’ whilе thinkin’ nervous
Different surges hit when the gas depletes
Tryna hit phones on the road when your bros ten toes, quick shift through the back of streets
Back up, please, I need backup, please
Packin' heat ’cause I'm down, if it's on, better back your G's
If it’s on, better back your beef, they stay mad at me
'Cause I'll slide if they try one of my broskis
See them throw 4s in the war
So I wouldn't turn on my bros like Loki
Mask and a blade, shinobi
Burn this bread for beef the like a toastie
I could write an essay about blades
But I'll still spur to the shot like Ginóbili
[Chorus: CG Fez]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turned tragedy
[Verse 2: Maz]
I want it bad
I pull up and it's a wrap
Came from the mud, deep in the trenches
I come from the bottom, I ain't goin' back
I remember all the longest nights
And the darkest times
Could've lost my mind, yeah
Had to get up on my grind
Me, I been a G like all my life, yeah
Tryna get rich so much, fall broke in the time you spent
Tryna get a high so long that you hit rock bottom
It's the only high that you get
Got 'em on the phone like brrt
It's the only line that you get
Every time I lost, I came back a boss
It's the only life that I live, oh, yeah, yeah
Chasin' the pay route
Get me the bag, find me a way out
I made a layout
If I get us out, then fuck it, we stay out
I'm takin' a break out
In the bag like takeout with no safe routes
On my days out
Anybody in the way gets laid out, oh, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: CG Fez]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turned—
[Outro: CG Fez & Maz]
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
They really wanted it bad, but it ain't as bad as me
All in, if it don't work, then I guess that it's back to streets
I got no patience for them fake friends, it's a casualty
And if it ain't love, I guess it's a wrap for me
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Picture perfect turned tragedy
Chasin' the pay route
Get me the bag, find me a way out
I made a layout
If I get us out, then fuck it, we stay out
I'm takin' a break out
In the bag like takeout with no safe routes
On my days out
Anybody in the way gets laid out
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