Tut - Bad Guys lyrics

Sweet, sweet memories [Verse 1] Bout to run it up, run up and get done up Crazy n***a, what the f** Sweet as honey, he a honey nut Damn I miss my parents, swear that we don't talk enough What we did was illegal but they know it had came in clutch Doing this for my people, we all gotta be equals Them crows be flying low, i'm high enough I can see you Oochie wally bang, Gucci wallet or a Louis pouch Ain't sh** change but my change, it be quiet now My n***a [Hook] The bad guys, the realness, the struggle The good times, you feel this, the hustle Sweet, sweet, sweet memories Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys [Verse 2] Out of jail, out on bail, n***a hell yeah I was in that cell, swear that it was hell there I was in that county, baby boo beside me I know Jesus saves but I can't help just doing what pays You feel me? To tell the truth, think i'm stuck in my ways Living off adrenaline, on tour for a couple of days Til my papa calls, saying I should make me some changes You keep taking these chances Man are you brave or you brainless? [Hook] The bad guys, the realness, the struggle The good times, you feel this, the hustle Sweet, sweet, sweet memories Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys](7904075) [Bridge x2] I know you trying to be somebody I know you wanna eat [Verse 3] I'm just like Kyrie Irving, I be facilitating I'm making plays round the city, you looking at the greatest Your b**h a newborn virgin, yall n***as still dating I be that real a** n***a what yall be imitating Be yourself lil n***a so you'll be all you can be I swear them fake a** n***as just some sh** we don't need Because... fake a** n***as get fake a** digits And fake a** playas get a real playa hating 'em [Hook] The bad guys, the realness, the struggle The good times, you feel this, the hustle Sweet, sweet, sweet memories Remember? Yeah I remember, the bad guys](7904075)