歌手:SAINt JHN
专辑:《FESTIVAL SEASON》

作词 : Carlos St. John Phillips
作曲 : Carlos St. John Phillips
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Ayy

**** being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
I'm stressed out, stressed out, always mess up (Hey)
I'm trying, but **** being sad (Hey)
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so **** bein' sad

I done [?], finally got me a crib, oh
Find my own way to ball, and then never learn how to dribble
First they like how I scrabble, then they like how I scribble
I paint my pictures with words, I hope you notice the riddle
Wish I was friends with my ex, but her heart is too brittle
She still hate me a little, that still hurt me a little
I come up from the bottom, you know I'm fresh out the ghetto
Some nights it's hard enough to put on the kettle

**** being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
I'm stressed out, stressed out, always mess up (Hey)
I'm trying, but **** being sad (Hey)
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so **** bein' sad

Ayy, I had to drop out of college, that shit was truly a blessing
I went and got me a job, you gotta hear my confession
My momma cryin' my money, my sister really been stressin'
Heart colder than ever, that's from a lack of affection
On the train with my uniform, I'm packed with the weapon
'Cause it can happen in seconds, I don't be lackin', I'm steppin'
That was back in '010, thank God you tracked my progression
I thought my father missin' wouldn't effect it, that's a lesson for all

**** being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
I'm stressed out, stressed out, always mess up (Hey)
I'm trying, but **** being sad (Hey)
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so **** bein' young
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
I'm stressed out, stressed out, always mess up (Hey)
I'm trying, but **** being sad (Hey)
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so **** bein' sad