Bad Guys (feat. The Work) Video (MV)

Woah, woah, woah
So, so, so

Who call the drug dealer bad guy?
Who brought the boats to the 305?
How did we become that demonized?
Is the reason just to be alive?

Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys
Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys
Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys

They playing war on the drug lords
Daddy just became a victim
Who done label them as monsters?
Why are we viewing us as different?

My daddy sold all them drugs to keep a roof on our head
My daddy sold all them drugs to make sure mouths would get fed
My daddy sold all them drugs he had no choice but to strive
My daddy sold all them drugs to keep his family alive

I gotta see us alive
Now out the grave we arise
This is the moment we climb
Don't ever fear no demise
Run on with your tide
You just stick on with your pride
Within yourself don't divide
Oh, oh, woah

Escaping through the alleys in the darkness of the valley
Got my pockets full of baggies with the sirens right behind me
I don't think I'll shake em but I really need this money
For my kids and the rent I can't go to the pen

This the struggle of the fittest cause I'm running for my life
This the struggle of the hittaz that be getting 25
Not thinking of the risk with a neighborhood mentality
Ain't there more important stuff than becoming a casualty

Is this really the life that I pictured
I keep numbing the pain with some liquor
Only trynna make cash but I blew it all fast after making a stupid decision
The game probably taught me a lot
But I coulda lived without it
Now I'm regretting getting caught
Wish I didn't know nothing about it

Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys
Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys
Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys

Been on my grind my whole life, my whole life's a struggle
I only had nickels and dimes, my whole life's a hustle
And if I look at you sideways it's probably cause I don't trust you
And if you don't approach me right my left hand'll bust you

I remember them long nights, them cell blocks was cold
Niggas always wanna fight, I stayed in the hole
Better listen to the scriptures, save niggas' souls
When I ran out of paper, used the toilet paper roll
Mama couldn't send me nothing babygirl frontin'
I swear when I get out the hole I won't turn down nothing
And as a young thug mentality who said I'm living right?
Long as it keeps coming in I keep my business tight