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letra de sad - kt.lake

[verse 1]
uh, sad as a b-tch
please leave me alone or go die in a ditch
don’t need no added-on stress, already mad as it is
i don’t wanna do too much, can’t get caught up in the mix (yeah, whallex, whallex)
i’m regrettin’ drinking, pour it up
i done took too many hits and now i’m throwing up
that boy said he want some smoke but he ain’t bold enough, he ain’t bold enough
yeah, he a lil’ b-tch boy, he ain’t old enough (yeah, ayy)
i don’t need composure, don’t come to me with no shoulder-up (yeah, ayy)
that lil’ ho was mad because i married, my girl showed her off
i be gettin’ money by my lonely, that’s some loner bucks (yeah)
said they want the album, i look at ’em and i shoulder-shrug, i’m holding up (yeah)
where you from? throw it up
grab the potion, pour it up
found out i’ma be up at the party, he ain’t showin’ up
that lil’ ho keep calling on my iphone, hung it up
said that he be pullin’ h-lla hoes but he be choking up (uh, yeah)

[verse 2]
tell me one thing, are you ready, are you ready for me?
’cause i can’t tell another heartbreak story
you can roam with me, we hop up in the air, we soaring
every moment spent together lit, ain’t ever boring
it ain’t ever boring
i feel trapped up in a arcade, the way i’m scoring
i don’t like to beef with n-ggas, man, i swear they bore me
and they tried to set me up so i know they not for me, no, they not for me
[?] versus [?], same old story
i don’t wanna see none of you n-ggas when i’m touring
i’m an outcast, all of you n-ggas ignore me
still feel the heartbreak in my chest (whallex, whallex)
[verse 3]
all these pills makin’ it hard to digest
i’m a wild boy, still surprised i ain’t die yet
i just seen yo’ girl and i offer her a ride, yeah
take her to my crib, got her screamin’ like mariah (yuh)
heard he got a new strain, yeah, i’m finna try it
i don’t want yo’ plug, my plug finna get me higher
he don’t wanna fight, he want smoke without the violence
run up on me, that’s a bad idea, please don’t try it (yuh)
n-gga, i’m vibin’, i’m way too excited
way too many drugs up in my system, i can’t hide it
that lil’ boy was cryin’, he can’t beat me, he gon’ cry then
pop out at the party, n-gga, you know i ain’t hidin’ (uh, yeah)
i see all these b-tches in my crib, i get excited
told that boy his worth, i see him, i wasn’t lying (yeah)
had to block my ex, b-tch, i swear that ho’ was trifling
hop up in a all-black foreign, yeah, i’m riding

- kt lake

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