Bad Idea (feat. Chance the Rapper) (Explicit)

Bad Idea - YBN Cordae/Chance the Rapper

Lyrics by：YBN Cordae/Chance the Rapper

Composed by：YBN Cordae/Chance the Rapper

YBN Cordae：

Ooh

Ooh

Yeah uh

Bongo ByTheWay

YBN Cordae：

I know myself all too well to be a stranger of pain

Despite it all we remainin' the same I'm just changin' the game

Heart pure never tainted with fame

Straight ahead I'ma stay in my lane

Never switchin' courses life's amazin' s**t is gorgeous

Lookin' at the bigger picture portrait and I smile wide

Performed the song and the crowd cried

How can I lie I'm tearin' up as I'm startin' to stare in y'all eyes

I know the s**t you goin' through the last month

You stressin' as you hittin' on that glass blunt

A n***a prayin' to get lucky like Daft Punk

You can't even stomach the pain now that's a bad lunch

Uh ramen noodles on the regular

Add some seasoning and some hot sauce for a better touch

Peanut butter jelly and syrup sandwich etcetera

And we just flyin' in the nebula

YBN Cordae：

And it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again

See it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again

So don't you cry little baby little baby

Don't you cry don't you cry don't you cry

It'll be alright

So don't you cry little baby

Don't you cry don't you cry don't you cry

It's gon' it'll be alright

Chance the Rapper：

I done been around the world four times lookin' for parkin'

Finally found a condo that s**t still feel like apartment

Out South my foul mouth started soundin' like Cartman

Roundabout like cartwheels hopped inside of a U-Haul

Confused where all my art went monsters in a quiet place

Some of these decisions is like Sharpie on a dry-erase

I know they thought I wouldn't but I'm a fireplace

I had my cake and ate it too that s**t is an acquired taste

I promised I would buy a place I got my favorite roommates

They used to never see me like when you zip up a new Bape

Do that s**t 'fore it's too late don't ever drink the Kool-Aid

Don't ever think it's sweet that's that crème de la brûlée

Who they They Robert Goulet they n**i cuckoo goofy

My wifey yellin' who they my daughter yellin' Hooray

I see it clear like Blu-Ray I park it in the sky

I keep 'em on my block 'round the corner of my eye

Like a stye Uh

YBN Cordae：

So don't you shed a tear

Cause there'll be better years

I live life by faith n***a instead of fear

God cryin' thunderstorms is Heaven tears

The feelin' of lost hope s**t is never here

'Cause we gon' make it happen by any means

A young n***a dawg but I done witnessed many things

Age 13 wearin' hand-me-down skinny jeans

You know they a little extra faded around the knees

With the grass stains in 'em

I really wish a little extra cash came in 'em

'Cause a n***a really needed it

Pain I defeated it and brought back

Soul survivor n***a what you call that

YBN Cordae：

And it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again

See it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again

So don't you cry little baby little baby

Don't you cry don't you cry don't you cry

It'll be alright

So don't you cry little baby

Don't you cry don't you cry don't you cry

It's gon' it's gon' be alright

And it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again

See it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again

So don't you cry little baby

It'll be alright

So don't you cry little baby

It'll be alright