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prod. bad dude - crypt - bad friend (remix 2) (5 minutes remix) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: crypt]
2:30 in the morning and i get a text from my friend
she said “i need you right now”, and i already knew what that meant
see, me and this girl, we think alike, too many phone calls spent
for me to know she’s thinking ’bout her life and how it’s gon’ end
see, on the outside, we’re happy, and we show it to the world
and we put on this fake exterior so the truth won’t unfurl
but i know who she is, ’cause it’s like lookin’ in a mirror
all these smiles and cries for help and it couldn’t be any clearer
so i pick up the phone and call hеr as she answers through her criеs
she’s hyperventilating, telling me that she wants to die
my heart starts to race and my thoughts begin to blur
we’re nine hours apart, but i’m seconds from losing her
i tried to calm her down and tell her what she means to me
even though we’re new friends, she’s seen a side that no one sees
told her “listen to my breaths — i’m right here — please breathe”
“you’ve got so much left to do — stay here — don’t leave”
the cries got even louder as the breaths got short
i told her, “listen to my words” as i fell down to the floor
“stay wit’ me, i’m here, let it out, it’s okay!
just cry ’til you can’t cry no more tears down your face!”
[verse 2: lil tracy]
don’t you turn your back on me
let your teardrops fall on me
speeding away, the city in the rearview
heart racing whenever i’m near you
gothboi jumpin’ off stage
carry me away, carry me away

[verse 3: nf]
yeah, i guess i’m a disappointment, doin’ everything i can
i don’t wanna make you disappointed, it’s annoying
i just wanna make you feel like everything i ever do
was never tryna make an issue for you, but i guess the more you
thought about everything you were never even wrong
in the first place, right? yeah, i’ma just ignore you
walking towards you with my head down
lookin’ at the ground, i’m embarrassed for you
paranoia, what did i do wrong this time?
that’s parents for you
very loyal? shoulda had my back
but you put a knife in it—my hands are full
what else should i carry for you?
i cared for you, but…

[verse 4: ski mask the slump god]
i got white girls drinking
counterfeits at every corner store
tryna come up, like a baby with their arms up
becomin’ a phantom, i leave you a ghost
toast to the vro, no moisture in the dope
ass n_gga, this ain’t no s_x, so no need to choke
xans same color egg yolk off the boat
told her to catch me to f_ckin’ her throat
stroke game on temperpudic
with a foreign b_tch that look coolie
and i’m deadass, she got a fat ass
i call her badass like her name boosie
who i be? ski mask, ski mask
he the weed man, and the lean man, need that
in the four door, like fat joe, lean back
i’m smokin’ on that, sicker than syphilis, smell that?
[verse 5: logic]
you the man right now, you the man right now
with the whole wide world in the palm of your hand right now
f_ck the lights and the cameras and the money and the fame
i’ma do it for the fam right now
i’ma get it for the 301 and the r_a_double_t_p_a_c ’cause you know
i work hard every motherf_ckin’_

[verse 6: tom the mail man]
i love your face with that expression (ayy, ayy, ayy)
you thought you had me figured out (uh, uh)
i guess you might’ve learned a lesson (ayy, ayy, ayy)
receive a blessing with a doubt
yeah

[verse 7: lil uzi vert]
swag on them by mistake
i cannot believe that i made this sh_t from a mixtape (tape, yeah)
b_tch, you know i’m flooded, then you know my momma wrist straight (yeah)
grandma don’t like diamonds, she say “make sure that my rent’s paid,” yeah
and i make sure that your rent’s paid
make you live your own life when you hung out with lindsay
i don’t want you never ever running in a frenzy
but that’s just some sh_t that everybody friends say
i don’t know what’s next, yeah (yeah)
[verse 8: 8percent]
lost in my thoughts i don’t know what to do
alone in my room thinking of you again
baby girl i cannot sit and pretend
yeah i do not want to be more than friends
sleeping at night and i’m dreaming of you
i’ve never seen something more beautiful
baby you got me all up in a trance
girl come walk with me and please hold my hand

[verse 9: the weeknd]
i turn the ritz into a poor house (turn up)
it’s like eviction number four now (woo)
go ‘head and ash it on the floor now (swear)
girl, go ‘head and show me how you go down
and i feel my whole body peakin’ (yeah)
and i’m f_ckin’ anybody with they legs wide (racks)
gettin’ faded with some b_tches from the west side (woo)
east coast n_gga reppin’ north side, never waste a ho’s time

[verse 10: the kid laroi]
maybe, it’s the way
that you make everything okay
yeah, you’re the one that soothes my pain
but you get too into my bra_a_a_ain

[verse 11: the notorious b.i.g.]
what you expected from his next of kin
i’m loco bro, but ain’t no mexican
i got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen
a shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while i’m sh_ttin
uhh, the lesson from the smith and wessun is depressin
n_ggas keep stressin, the same motherf_ckin question
how many shots does it take to make my heart stop
and my body start to shake? if i should die before i wake

[verse 12: crypt]
laid down in my bed and i rested my head
closed my eyes and drifted peacefully to sleep, then i dreamt
that i would see her tomorrow and i would speak to her then
’til i was woken to several missed calls and texts that she’s dead
my heart broke— she downed a bottle of pills
she took ’em shortly after our call ended, and it felt surreal
she was a friend of many, a student_athlete at our school
a daughter, a sister, a very special jewel
at the funeral, they told us that n0body had a clue
that they could’ve saved her life, if only that they knew
and if someone at the funeral had ever felt depressed
to get some help so that your face won’t ever end up in the press
there wasn’t a dry face in the room— only twenty_two years old
an entire life in front of her, and now she’s laying there cold
if only i had called someone, we wouldn’t be here now
and n0body would be sad, and i wouldn’t feel like i let her down
but that’s not what happened, ’cause instead of goin’ to bed
i called every person i knew to check to make sure you weren’t dead
i stayed up seven hours, prayin’ every second of it
just hopin’ to get a text sayin’ that you weren’t heaven_sent
but then i got it— you told me that i had no right
and blocked me on everything, and we ain’t talked since that night
was i a bad friend? options? i had none
i guess i’d rather be a bad friend than a sad one

- prod bad dude

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