Cults - Bad Things (Remix) lyrics

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Cults - Bad Things (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] One day somebody told me life is like a traffic jam Just in approaching my exit will I be back again My homies tell me, "Keep reppin' for us"; you got it fam' "If you can't put the G on the map then nobody can" Kush crumbs on plush seats, like 4 deep in a Delta '88, straight bucket with no beat But we ride it like a Bentley I'm bending corners and blowin' doja until the bag empty Can you feel me? [Hook: Cults] Bad things happen to the people you love And you find yourself playing the diamond in the rough But honestly I've never had much sympathy Cause next time you're praying you'll be praying for me I'm gonna run, run away, run run away, run away Run away and never come back (Weed cigarillos, please don't bury me without those) Run run away, run run away, run away show em which color is black (Been wrong to get my paper right) [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] I was the bad seed of my household Servin' these cluckers, baby brother better keep his mouth closed Mama complaining bout the indo, I blow it out, though Weed cigarillos please don't bury me without those Got some bad habits, s** and cash addict And when it came to doin' bad I wasn't bad at it My friend's sister, cousin trying to see which a** fattest Take their breath like Toni Braxton, all my b**hes asthmatic Keep these hoes hyperventilating when I be penetrating I'm in Philippe's finishing a filet, is you finished hating? Cause if you ain't I'll add some dirty deeds to my demonstration My dirty...D'Eagle DL?...I only blow it on two occasions, that's day and night Candy corona, I'm zonin' under Vegas lights Can't be your man, I just wanna hit it and take a hike I'm just a lover, she take it off if I take a flight Love a ghetto boy that do wrong to get his paper right [Hook: Cults] Bad things happen to the people you love And you find yourself playing the diamond above But honestly I've never had much sympathy Cause the bad things, I always saw them coming for me I'm gonna run, run away, run run away, run away Run away and never come back Run run away, run run away, run away show 'em which color is black