[Hook x2]
My chain don't got to be the heaviest to color me bad
My shoes ain't gotta be the best to color me bad
I also don't have to drive the slickest whip to color me bad
But I get all the bad b**hes so color me bad
[Verse 1]
All my life I've been a f** up but now I'm pulling trucks up
With the team we bout to interviene in this revene of the rap scene
I don't get how the genres loved so much but has gotten so hate but lately
I've been trying to make a difference in this sh**
I'm independent I write it down record the sh** and I publish it
Cause I'm in love with it
Like you in love with a pair of new shoes
But I'd rather get 2 hours of studio time instead of some Js
That's why I roll around all day wearing some vans
But I've got put in a trans like I'm dancing with the devil
I don't f**ing smoke but im almost as high as my spirit level
I'm trying to strike it big but not strike out
Everybody hating on my style while they in the dog pound
Ready to get hauled out after they get called out by me
f** a weak MC me my my team are about to rise to the top and mother f**ing sceme
While we hunting for the green while we grind all day and lay these tracks
Scribble chicken scratch like you laying some eggs
But when we make it big we will mother f**ing take out all these pigs b**h your tricked
Just another ordinary kid and I'm trying to make some money so when I have some f**ing kids they will live
[Hook x2]
My chain don't got to be the heaviest to color me bad
My shoes ain't gotta be the best to color me bad
I also don't have to drive the slickest whip to color me bad
But I get all the bad b**hes so color me bad
[Verse 2]
Now when I blow up listen to these words
I'm give back to everybody that helped me earn
Shouts out to my Synful k**as that grind every day where we stay on the track and we droppin sh** every day
And even when we get tired we never really lay we just stay
And mother f**ing never fade away
It's truly a blessing to be here in a group with my homies
But if you hate it really don't matter cause you don't know me or what I've been through
I grew up in about 5 different hoods
Almost getting jumped having beating down the street
Shootings everywhere around that you can barely hear a sound
So I dont need all of these things to color me bad but I already am pretty bad cause I'm a born sinner but this is my world
My time to shine with my twisted mind it never goes in rest mode
I'm just tracks for you and my fans
This sh** put me in a trans
But to color me bad is an understatement
I'm not that bad but mess with me I will come back with heat
[Hook]
My chain don't got to be the heaviest to color me bad
My shoes ain't gotta be the best to color me bad
I also don't have to drive the slickest whip to color me bad
But I get all the bad b**hes so color me bad