Lyrics: William Bell
Music: William Bell
**** a 9-5 ima 10x
Ship a lot of Rick Owens through the fed ex
Said gonna make it and I’ll do it
In ten steps
Ten toes down
Like I’m hopping off a jet
Left it all took a risk cos I had too
Left my girl
To be honest I can do this shit without you
Two years past and I’m feeling like I’m brand new
Few tears past love it I’m just bad news
I’m just bad news
Baby tell me again why you failing us there's nothing that I can do
Uh huh
Yeah you telling me I can’t loose
But I’m saying I get this feeling ima leave you
Uhhh
If tonight really on promise you I go up
Beyoncé sold my soul with the glow up
Drip **** a boat need a ark like I’m Noah
Like what you on try to match me then you throw up
Never used to wanna wake up
But now I get up cos my real life better than the one that I made up
getting quicker babe
The thoughts in my head that say **** you don't need to wait
Funny how I feel today
Why you always tell me sad news
I don’t wanna be around you
Unless I feel okay
Kinda toxic if I @ you
But I’m in a bad mood
Oh well like anyway
Cos did I tell you that
I’m just bad news
Baby tell me again why you failing us there's nothing that I can do
Uh huh
Yeah you telling me I can’t loose
But I’m saying I get this feeling ima leave you
Uhhh
If tonight really on promise you I go up
Beyoncé sold my soul with the glow up
Drip **** a boat need a ark like I’m Noah
Like what you on try to match me then you throw up