Sad

A dark cloud rolls down the highway
With yesterday stuck in your mind
You're trying not to brake til tomorrow
But you can't escape the sorrow inside

You make a lotta money
Your friends think you're funny
They wish they had
The things you have
The weathers always sunny
You never been a dummy
You gotta admit
It's not so bad
You still feel the love
You up in the club
Wit all that cash
And all that ass
I wonder why
You still feel Sad

When you were still a kid a kid in the backseat
You would
Let your eyes wander up out at the sky
You were
You thought that the Sun would follow you my love
But now you
Know that
All the good things
Never stay

Got food up in your tummy
You're never feeling hungry
You swipe that card
And pay them back
Your nose a lil runny
Your lady looking lovely
She throw that back
And ooh that's fat
Got money for drugs
You're friends with the plug
And he gettin paid
So you getting saved
But at the end of the day
You still feel sad

You take a midnight drive on you city street
And tilt your head back up at the sky
Just
You don't why you keep making all these problems up
Because
The war is won but somethings
Feeling strange

You making all this money
The hoes think your funny
You drop some cash
You get that back
Be thankful for your mummy
She didn't raise a dummy
But
Some kinda idiot
You must admit it man
I mean you know it's dope
When you tell a joke and Everybody laughs
But behind their smiles their still
Feeling sad