How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me Spend my morning in the schoolyard Spend the evening on the boulevard You're like a woman trapped in a cage It's so hard to act your age When you're so young, so bad You're so young, so bad (how could you be) So young, and so good to me The girls at school won't even hold hands But you're going with the singer in a rock and roll band You should be home doing your history But you're dancing and a-drinking with a fake I.D. And you're so young, so bad You're so young, so bad (how could you be) So young, and so good to me Two more years and you'll be seventeen But you'll be burned out and wasted from the things you've seen Or just be getting your second wind And starting everything all over again You should be home playing with your dolls Instead of here playing with my balls Your daddy's got detectives following you But they're getting such a kick out of the things you do And you're so young, so bad You're so young, so bad (how could you be) So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad

I really thought we couldve worked it out Even gave us the benefit of doubt But we couldnt stop playing around Didnt understand, but I do now Sometimes I wish that we could get it back Because everyone deserves a second chance But we can never go back like that Its a shame how our good thing turned so bad Too bad, baby So sad Look at all that we couldve had Just too bad Thats how you feeling, huh? Caught in ya feelings, huh? Im like the late great Aaliyah, one in a million, ma I was dealing, ma Duced you to dealing, ma You aint even know a fan could go up on a ceiling, ma But that was yesterday Them games I never play Money, cars, clothes, hoes, all up on my résumé You needed 80 bucks You would call your baby up I been about cash money, Imma call Baby up Or the homie Slim, Mack and Weezy too I spit fish grease easy, I get greezy too You my favorite book, I love reading you But come through true is what you need to do I really thought we couldve worked it out Even gave us the benefit of doubt But we couldnt stop playing around Didnt understand, but I do now Sometimes I wish that we could get it back Because everyone deserves a second chance But we can never go back like that Its a shame how our good thing turned so bad Too bad, baby So sad Look at all that we couldve had Just too bad Ayo Cam, Im the baddest bitch You was actin mad happy when you bagged this bitch You was tellin my mother you love me all the time Pink Range you was pushing, that was sort of mine Late night, New York, fried chicken spots and all 125th at Lennox outside the mall Now you running round frontin like you paid in full My nigga, you aint Rico, this aint Paid in Full Okay, I mean I love you Im frontin, the feelings mutual But you aint getting me back, man, you delusional I shoulda been left ya ass, huh? Oh, that chicken head you fuckin with? Ask her I really thought we couldve worked it out Even gave us the benefit of doubt But we couldnt stop playing around Didnt understand, but I do now Sometimes I wish that we could get it back Because everyone deserves a second chance But we can never go back like that Its a shame how our good thing turned so bad Too bad, baby So sad Look at all that we couldve had Just too bad