Sad Story
Uh
Free Joey Exotic, know what I'm sayin'
Fuck Carol Baskins, she's a ho
Shawty trippin' in my phone like, who you talking to?
I replied back Lil' shawty who you talkin to?
I count paper everyday I ain't stalking you
Heard you laid up with a lame and he dogging you
It's just another sad story
You had yo' chance lil' baby in yo' glory, huh
Now you wakin' up so pissed every mornin'
You got a ticket to the chin yo' life borin', huh, ooh
I'm not tripping every mornin', my life straight
I wake up to lobster, pussy, and some steak
She was talkin bout love again, I told you to get out my face
I don't want that shit no more 'cause that shit there so fake, uh
How the fuck you not my bitch and you be on my case?
How the fuck you not in my life and you be in my face?
How the fuck you not around but still be in my way?
How the fuck you makin' time to make up all these plays?
I guess another sad story
Its on me, karma, bitch I'm paying for it, hm
I guess another sad story
It was raining but I made it through the storm
I had dropped out, I ain't make it to the dorms
Now they feel me when they see me and perform
Turned my dream into my life, I wouldn't change shit
You gon' prolly buy my album and gon' hate this
(Da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
Free Joey Exotic, know what I'm sayin'
Fuck Carol Baskins, she's a ho
Shawty trippin' in my phone like, who you talking to?
I replied back Lil' shawty who you talkin to?
I count paper everyday I ain't stalking you
Heard you laid up with a lame and he dogging you
It's just another sad story
You had yo' chance lil' baby in yo' glory, huh
Now you wakin' up so pissed every mornin'
You got a ticket to the chin yo' life borin', huh, ooh
I'm not tripping every mornin', my life straight
I wake up to lobster, pussy, and some steak
She was talkin bout love again, I told you to get out my face
I don't want that shit no more 'cause that shit there so fake, uh
How the fuck you not my bitch and you be on my case?
How the fuck you not in my life and you be in my face?
How the fuck you not around but still be in my way?
How the fuck you makin' time to make up all these plays?
I guess another sad story
Its on me, karma, bitch I'm paying for it, hm
I guess another sad story
It was raining but I made it through the storm
I had dropped out, I ain't make it to the dorms
Now they feel me when they see me and perform
Turned my dream into my life, I wouldn't change shit
You gon' prolly buy my album and gon' hate this
(Da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
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Writer(s): Kevin Jenkins
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