paroles de chanson Bad Moves - Nate Rose

You gon' push me to my breaking point
That's a hard fact
We had an agreement you got greedy then you doubled back
That's a no-no, it don't work like that
We were friends
Knowing me, how you thought you'd get away with that

If you switching up, I might have to switch ya little face up
Right hand to the gavel either way I'm getting caked up
Lying in the sand pretty boy what you made of
I can flip your shit, take ya chick, and ya pay stub
I don't play the field, I hit my dougie from the sky box
Playing with my funds it get ugly like a cyclops
My God, I ain't been this livid since my dad kicked me out the house
We had an agreement now you tryna give the run around

Bad moves, bad moves
You shouldn't have done me like that
You'll pay the price
Don't take advice
Made bad moves, the wrong moves
You could've played your cards right
Now it's bad news

You actin' like a bitch, grade A
It's time to right, you better make way
When it comes to this I don't take breaks
And because of this I need a pay raise
I gotta ask myself for a pay raise
Hey Nate, what do you say mate?
Well shit dog, you a real boss
And that gross lookin' like it made weight

So ok, wait

Tell me how you gonna get rid of the body you got in front of you
You probably shoot with a shotting and put a hole through his body
Like you do, it's a hobby
Like get the fuck outta here
But I might do it different from a gut check
'Cause if you do die, then I'm a suspect
So I might cut the legs off of his client base
And watch his dreams die from my success

Bad moves, bad moves
You shouldn't have done me like that
You'll pay the price
Don't take advice
Made bad moves, the wrong moves
You could've played your cards right
Now it's bad news

Yeah I know you dog, you the wrong, need some back up
You don't get a pass, make us mad, you get a smacked up
Act up
I stick to the facts, then I rack up
You ain't gotta chance
See my fans, I get mad love

Yeah I know you dog, you the wrong, need some back up
You don't get a pass, make us mad, you get a smacked up
Act up
I stick to the facts, then I rack up
You ain't gotta chance
See my fans, I get mad love