PEOPLE LIKE ME

[Intro: King Combs, Tony Montana, Stevie Wonder]

You need people like me

So you can point your middle finger and say there go the Bad Boys

Where all the brothers and sisters get together, said

Where all the brothers and sisters get together, somebody

I'm tellin' you people, for your information

I'm tellin' you people, for your information

[Verse 1: Ye]

Them boys poppin' mad noise, gon' get what they asked for

You know I paid cash for it, that dough runnin' fast forward

They stealin' the swag, boy, you coulda just asked for it

Want smoke? We could match, boy, I'm turnt to the max, boy

Told you what the facts was, they gave me the axe for it

Knew I would bounce back, Lord, 'cause you got my back, Lord

They tryna attack, Lord, turned me into a pack, Lord

That dough runnin' fast forward and I don't have to rap for it

[Chorus: Ye]

Yeah, he a bad boy

And when I got baptized, I said a prayer, it went "Lord, please don't let me be like these rap guys"

You need people like me

So you can point your middle finger and say there go the bad guy

[Verse 2: King Combs]

Say bye to the bad guy, the life of a Bad Boy

This mansion got ten rooms, there's none on my passport

Guess that's what you mad for, the platinum spoon and fork

My father's a hustler, it's not my fault that your dad's poor

Can't take your bitch nowhere, no body, her ass small

I post my girl once and now she all on the tabloids

Two-hunnid on my wrist, it's matchin' the dashboard

Free Puff 'til he back, boy, yeah, 'til he back, boy

Some people got bad blood because of my black blood

When they needed our help, they didn't have to ask for it

They didn't have to ask for it, now I gotta tax for it

Put ice up in my stones, these rocks made out of asteroids, I'm my dad's boy

[Chorus: King Combs]

All that I ask, Lord

I said a prayer, when don't turn your back on my family like these rat boys

You need people like me

So you can point your middle finger and say there go the Bad Boys

[Outro: King Combs]

Bad Boy