Bad Intentions
• Written by Reaper
Tell me something different.
I'm becoming ignorant.
Phonies in my company.
In every corner, I got enemies.
Hittas got bad intentions.
I have mad suggestions.
Like when you're feeling saucy, I can make you beg for mercy.
I can tell you bitches thirsty.
I see your bed eyes.
Jealousy makes you dead guys.
We just don't have the chemistry.
I saw many fall in recklessly.
Hating on me cause I'm on another pedigree.
You couldn't get me on your leisure fantasies.
I'm the Nova.
Get my persona.
One, Two, I see all the Bad Intentions.
Three , Four, I know you feel the tension.
2x But it's me these niggas adore.
Damn I'm so deluxe.
I got these hittas clutched.
I'm the type these niggas mention.
If I'm in class then it's in session.
Get my coterie we moving to suburban.
I'm determined, never uncertain.
Middle finger up cause I'm the plug.
My cup of tea is jitterbug.
They fucks with me, they know what's up.
Sweet like rosemarie, you know the drug, a sip of tea.
Pardon my hostility.
I'm the possibility.
I can merk any frenzy.
Send me, just a word.
I'll serve hurt well deserved.
Pray to God he gets there first.
One, Two, I see all the Bad Intentions.
Three , Four, I know you feel the tension.
2x But it's me these niggas adore.
Why you mad baby?
I told you I'll be honest.
Even if your gun is to my head I'll think it's harmless.
It's kind of sad lately.
I figured everybody isn't with me so I'm acting shady.
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Reaper
Member since November 26 2013