Witt Lowry - Bad For It lyrics

[Verse 1: Cam Meekins] You know I got it, come get for me You was on my mind, it's a different story I seen you in the city where I rest at And I'm stressed at, roll [?] that Let money come and I get that That's on your summer, I guessed that Know I had to do it for you Nobody's gon' do it for you If you ain't working, you ain't loyal I can't stay witchu if you ain't royal, on my king sh** Smoking loud in the green room right before I sing sh** Yeah, that's real, go to every city Brand new jeans, white boy looking pretty Million dollar deal, I'm just tryna do a fiddy Need a girl with an Instagram popping with me Yeah, and you know that See me in the bean town, that's where I grow at Catch me at the C's game, that's where your hoe at Rappers got hot so I had to take the flow back That's word, she need a triple threat I need a bad b**h, an eleven out of ten I'mma call you back baby, just wanna say Think what's next [Hook: Cam Meekins] So just work for it, beg for it Grab for it, don't ask for it I spend this cash for it I'm mad for it, that's my bad for it But I'm a young a** king that been bad for it Just work for it, beg for it Grab for it, don't ask for it I spend this cash for it I'm mad for it, that's my bad for it But I'm a young a** king that been bad for it [Verse 2: Witt Lowry] It's funny how it all came outta the blue Young king getting nothing but twos In a world filled with nothing but rules In a room filled with nothing but fools I'm over here, I'm tryna figure it out But f** 'em, I did that sh** for effect I still remember when a venue wouldn't give me a set I still remember when this girl wouldn't send me a text And now its "Witt, you're the one up next." I knew that sh**, I do this sh** f** you, you b**h, maneuver quick If I'm the sh** then I'm poop and piss I still remember selling burgers like I'm stupid rich Got loot to get, a dumb and a stupid kid Look through my tips, my time for some minimum pay Most of y'all are probably thinking "Okay, go to work every day and complain on my Facebook page About how much I hate my job and my boss is lame" We're not the same, I'm in my zone, I'm in my lane Its funny how its money that'll make us change And man, its funny how it's money that'll make us reign See, you could buy a lot of sh**, but you can't buy brain They'll take my brain the day that I go out But what would you expect with a mind, oh so profound Every girl from my town is now so down It's funny how they switch up when they hear my sound From lost to found, girl I don't care if you sing I f** with me, me and me, I don't care who you bring What's a pawn to king? What's an arm to a wing? What's a job to a boss? What's a loss to a win and if... f**, I digress A couple pretty girls send me snaps of they chest Surrounded by sin, I don't wanna live less So I always keep my morals in check, muhf**er it's Witt [Hook: Cam Meekins] So just work for it, beg for it Grab for it, don't ask for it I spend this cash for it I'm mad for it, that's my bad for it But I'm a young a** king that been bad for it Just work for it, beg for it Grab for it, don't ask for it I spend this cash for it I'm mad for it, that's my bad for it But I'm a young a** king that been bad for it