Fvck being SAD

SAINt JHN

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    Oh, oh, oh
    Ayy

    Fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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

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    Fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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

    Fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck bein' young
    Fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck bein' sad

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