Carmine, Evan Holt , Laws - Weather Bad lyrics

I'll probably bury you alive
What the fuck am I saying
Get a better view tonight
Baby what I'm playing in this drop top whip
And it's fucking raining
And this ungrateful bitch is
In the ear complaining
And I'm tired of making friends
So just fucking hate me
Fucks, I can't give enough lately
Bitch, the gold around my neck will change me
And this, ain't turning colors, ain't fugazi
Got off early, called around 6
No sense of time, cut off at the wrist
Borrowed outfit's
You're still looking slutty
All of that fit's, you're throwing fit's
Would you rather me call you bitch or
Call a few bitches
And if that shoe fit's then
Grab a few different, colors
She uttered under her breath "I can't
Stand you mother"-fucking in her bed
She try'na, stand her ground with her legs up
Walking on the ceiling got her
Doing her own stunts
Yea, she arrived twice and I came once
We stab each other in the back, I can't front
Just leave the car running
Grab my money and small luggage
Bitch I'm far from it
But, I know your throwing your
Shoes at the wall hunny it's a trip ain't it
Now she's heading out of the
Crib with her lips painted
In some very high heels and some very low
Standards meanwhile I'm shifting standard
Don't get the picture I'm switching cameras
If the tables turned then im
Missing like table manners
Got business that we can't handle
Dismissive and distant banter
We'll never be what we planned to
Whoa, slow down
You bitching about nothing that's
Nothing but old sounds
She telling me to go I just tell her to go
Down
Suck my dick, bitch, you're just a bitch
Bitch i'm rich, bitch, well I'm 'bout to be

Now we'll see, how a super human finds the
Place where his powers be
Every Lois Lane wanna private pow-wow with me
Other brothers spit that fallacy
My skin tone like I'm from the
Place where the palace be
She like horror movies so I
Took her to a festival went home, fucked
Scratched her up like Freddy do
She saw me trying to leave and
She said "I'm never letting you
I'm about to show you how forever do"
Yea bitch whatever true, try it
I move like a psychic i set up in the town
Read a couple palms meet a couple moms
While the kids getting schooled
I educate mommy and treat her like a pros-i
She always wanna play 'cause I
Treat her like a hobby
She call me Chris Brown 'cause I
Beat it like I'm Bobby
There isn't a man that isn't a
Scam but I'm the invisible man
If you see me, you'd surprise me

What's love? Just a drug, Jjust a game
To me it's just a word but
For her it's on the brain
Mentally and physically, emotionally
Supposed to be the only thing that's ever on
Her mind and controlling she
Balled up when I called up
I would give it all up
Sike, don't wanna fight, don't wanna fuss
I'm sick of cussin' at you
But, I'm so caught up in lust
That I would love to have you
It's just a battle, Uphill
How I feel's changing
You was supposed to be my last
But left my ass hanging what was I thinking
We wasn't making no progress
Like my nigga Brandun told me
"Man it's a process" no time's left
I wanna just try and make it right
Maybe ain't nothing really wrong it
Could be worth the fight
Long nights, rough days, got me stressed out
The shoe fit's but it's cool
'cause you stepped out
Was try'na focus on my songs
And it helped out
Then started looking through my phone
And would feel doubt damn, now here I am
And it's been close to a year
I was try'na keep it together
Knowing one of my fears
Was to have to show my emotions
While in front of my peers
Learned to keep it together off
Of showing no tears or love lost
Rather be soft, than it cost me
'cause over time niggas get salty
All we ask for as men
Every now and then agains
A lil' tree rolling and maybe just get it in
After, let me know that you ain't
Let no other men have ya
That within laughter every part
Touching my inner soul and touching my heart
'Cause, I know how to love a
Woman as soon as we start
But what if I told you that's a
Lie and I'm really a dog
I ain't that type of guy
You should try another nigga
'Cause, I ain't fucking with
Ya, so forget ya, get the picture
How's that
That'll send you home like soldiers in Iraq
Afghan and overseas
She tried to say it was over
I told her like bitch, please