SAD SH*T歌词

作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Dejuane Dunwood/Thomas French
作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Dejuane Dunwood/Thomas French
Let me do some sad shit for the real *****s
Yeah, I know my old ***** miss me
Probably scrollin' down my timeline now (I know)
Her friends tryna find out how (I, I)
How she let a perfect ***** like me go (I know)
And everywhere she go, my song on the radio, huh?
She probably turned it down, don't wanna play me though, huh? (I know)
But I ain't really trippin', how you did me, it was ****ed up (Yeah)
But when you get your mind right (Yeah), I'm waitin' on ya (Yeah)
'Cause, baby, I know my old ***** miss me
(I miss you too, I can't even cap, like for real)
Now I'm gone, and my heart's empty (Wait a minute, who are you?)
(I'm ****ed up 'bout you) (Ayo, K.i.D)
(Let me switch it up real quick, let me switch it)
Tell me what I did to you, thought I could be real with you (I know)
Let's go get a crib, I can live with you, have some kids with you (Yeah, yeah)
**** that, I'm back on my pimpin' (Pimp)
Back ****in' four or five women
If I really did you wrong
Then tell me why the **** I'm in my feelings
Singin' in my mother****in' song (Ooh-ooh)
Starin' at my mother****in' phone (Brrt)
Can't wait for you to pop up
Tried to get you pregnant, get you knocked up (Ooh-ooh)
You know I got the whole world against me
I thought that you was with me
Everybody out here wanna see me locked up (Ooh-ooh)
You know I love the way you do it to me, baby
Know you thinkin' 'bout when you was with DaBaby (Ooh-ooh)
Probably end up with a sucka ***** who ain't really real
A ***** who won't care about his kids
A ***** *****, probably don't respect his mother
You know I ever catch you with a *****, gettin' beat up
You know when you was cold, I came through and helped you heat up
What you doin' with that *****?
Girl, you know you don't belong with him
Supposed to be with me out on the ocean with ya feet up, rollin' weed up
Keep it real with him, you ain't gotta lie
I know (I know) my old ***** miss me
(I miss you too, I can't even cap, really)
I know, now I'm gone (I'm gone) and my heart's empty
(I'm ****ed up 'bout you, no cap)
I know (I know) my old ***** miss me
(I miss you too, I can't even cap, like for real)
Now I'm gone (I'm gone), and my heart's empty
(I'm ****ed up 'bout you, yeah, yeah, yeah)
**** that, I'm goin' back in, *****
Hit it from the back end, *****
Why you talkin' so aggressive? (Ooh-ooh)
You ever got your heart broke, *****?
By a Spanish *****, Narcos, *****? (Ooh-ooh)
Got me lookin' for a Polo
Can you hear her sayin' "Marco", *****?
I can't hear her sayin' "Marco" either (Ooh-ooh)
That mean she ain't there
That mean the lil' ***** don't care
I'm like Q when he lost Moesha
Got me feelin' like Monique when she lost the Professor
Got me feelin' like the Prince if he lost Cinderella
**** a glass slipper
That's her new ***** right there
Who, him? He a sucka ass *****
Oh, so now you don't know me, wanna act like my sister
You ever seen a ***** get slapped with a pistol?
And I ain't ever goin' out sad 'bout a ho (Ooh-ooh)
But this one ain't no ho, it's my ho, *****
So tell 'em how you feel, baby
'Cause I know (I know) my old ***** miss me (Ooh-ooh)
'Cause I'm gone (I'm gone) and my heart's empty
(Yeah, yeah)
I know (I know) my old ***** miss me (Yeah, I know)
Now I'm gone (I'm gone) and my heart's empty
(Yeah, turn up)
And that's just how a real ***** feel, man
This how a real ***** feel so a real ***** gotta keep it real
You know what I mean?
You know, that's why it sound like that, that's why it feel like that 'cause it's that real
Baby
I told K.i.D, "Give me some sad shit for the real *****s"
He gave me some sad shit for the real *****s, here you go
Here you go