Sad Song (feat. BIGGIB)
Baby, I don't understand
Why I can't be your man
Why I can't hold your hand
You never knew this all along
And tell me if I were to die
Would you miss me? would you cry
Would you sit up late at night
Listening to a sad song
You tell me you just wanna die tonight
So baby, you know I can make sure you're alright tonight
Girl, I feel high, alright
You know the way I love you
Shotgun in my ride tonight
And baby, you just wanna fly tonight
You know we high enough that we can touch the sky tonight
And baby, you just wanna die, alright
So grab that bottle and get faded
We can drive tonight
Woah, woah, I got three different hoes all in my bed
I'm living rent free inside they fucking heads
I'm living rent free inside all of they heads
Cause I just buried all my kids in them, put that on all of them
Yeah, we bout to go, watch how shawty start to roll
I'm always sipping Patron, you know what I'm on
Shawty be putting me down, making me look like a clown
Who is that, who she with
Matter of fact, love my clique
I don't fuck with all these fakes
I don't fuck with all these kids
Baby, I don't understand
Why I can't be your man
Why I can't hold your hand
You never knew this all along
And tell me if I were to die
Would you miss me? would you cry
Would you sit up late at night
Listening to a sad song
Why I can't be your man
Why I can't hold your hand
You never knew this all along
And tell me if I were to die
Would you miss me? would you cry
Would you sit up late at night
Listening to a sad song
You tell me you just wanna die tonight
So baby, you know I can make sure you're alright tonight
Girl, I feel high, alright
You know the way I love you
Shotgun in my ride tonight
And baby, you just wanna fly tonight
You know we high enough that we can touch the sky tonight
And baby, you just wanna die, alright
So grab that bottle and get faded
We can drive tonight
Woah, woah, I got three different hoes all in my bed
I'm living rent free inside they fucking heads
I'm living rent free inside all of they heads
Cause I just buried all my kids in them, put that on all of them
Yeah, we bout to go, watch how shawty start to roll
I'm always sipping Patron, you know what I'm on
Shawty be putting me down, making me look like a clown
Who is that, who she with
Matter of fact, love my clique
I don't fuck with all these fakes
I don't fuck with all these kids
Baby, I don't understand
Why I can't be your man
Why I can't hold your hand
You never knew this all along
And tell me if I were to die
Would you miss me? would you cry
Would you sit up late at night
Listening to a sad song
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Degen
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