Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Badmon lyrics

[Intro:] Yo Badmon things But yo, we out in L.A. though man Shout to the leakers man Yo, check it out [Verse:] The man rose, little concrete rose Put your hands together folks, for the black roach Bout to deliver, like stagecoach Now I stay posting my n***a, now what's the signs My fountain of youth is all drying One minute we all smiling and then poof, we fall sad and then I be digging deep for this thing, I ain't finding this Either I'm insane or my brain and to be honest that's probably what it is You've seen that you probably can't live with You probably can't stomach, you probably can't ingest At times you so hungry, got mad dreams wishing that it all get sunny But for now it's money this, money that [?], that's just sure when I lie Even cause your homicide on the streets to NY A little shortie asked me, what's my purpose and why I told her "Save the Children", [?] You said for sure that's thight, but what's the dollar signs in that The hella fine dimes with that, a** so fat The phantom in the Maybach, that black Mac that go (pew-pew) That's when I said, yo chill shortie relax Let me open your mind Division is color-blind, it's fine the light can still shine I consume this time, he begin to unravel And travel to a place he thought that he would never find [Outro:] Badmon, yeah Check it out, one time, yeah I want my LA sh** n***a Yeah, I'm with the Leakers yeah And I'm smoking reefer, big cheefer Alright shouts to all my people out in LA though