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Oh
Oh
Oh (Ayy, Santo)
Ayy
Fuck being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up (Hey)
I'm trying, but fuck being sad (Hey)
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I ain't been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so fuck being sad
Oh
Oh (Ayy, Santo)
Ayy
Fuck being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up (Hey)
I'm trying, but fuck being sad (Hey)
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I ain't been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so fuck being sad
I just left my new cribby, finally got me a cripple
Found my own way to ballin' and never learned 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
On nights it's hot enough to put on the kettle, I never settle, um
So fuck being sad
Found my own way to ballin' and never learned 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
On nights it's hot enough to put on the kettle, I never settle, um
So fuck being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up
I'm trying, but fuck being sad
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I ain't been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young (Ayy)
I'm done, so fuck being sad
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 mama cryin' 'bout money, my sister really be stressin'
Heart colder than ever, that's from a lack of affection
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up
I'm trying, but fuck being sad
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I ain't been back once (Hey)
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young (Ayy)
I'm done, so fuck being sad
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 mama cryin' 'bout money, my sister really be stressin'
Heart colder than ever, that's from a lack of affection
On the train with my uniform, arm packin' a 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
So fuck being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up
I'm trying, but fuck being sad
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so fuck being young
'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
So fuck being sad
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up
I'm trying, but fuck being sad
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so fuck being young
Somedays, I don't even wanna get dressed up
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up
I'm trying, but fuck being sad
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so fuck being sad
I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
Stressed out, stressed out, always mess up
I'm trying, but fuck being sad
I been going through it, had some real bad months
The city where I grew up, I been back once
Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
I'm done, so fuck being sad
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