Yea I'm a sad boy, sad times are all I have seen But everybody gon party when I pull up the scene And now I'm flexed up, was spitting now she's down on her knees And I'm the baddest motherfucker that they ever had seen Swerving down the Interstate I'm hoping to crash I cop the coupe new GTR feel like I'm moving too fast And I put all of my effort in the music to get the bag I might escape from bad memories, won't live in the past Running from her love the way she always keeps me on my toes I popped too many pills and now I feel like going comatose I took to many losses, my bro left me for an overdose But now I'm switching lanes, I rock with foreign cars and foreign hoes And now they tell me turn the speakers down I can never stop the music, gotta keep it going loud Left the drugs all in the past, that shit had me going down I be rocking all alone, and now she want to come around Yea I'm a sad boy, sad times are all I have seen But everybody gon party when I pull up the scene And now I'm flexed up, was spitting now she's down on her knees And I'm the baddest motherfucker that they ever had seen Swerving down the Interstate I'm hoping to crash I cop the coupe new GTR feel like I'm moving too fast And I put all of my effort in the music to get the bag I might escape from bad memories, won't live in the past Are you with me in my cell? I can't fucking tell Yea I'm doing fine but I have not been myself And have you ever been to hell? Bitch I know it well If you was gonna lie then you could've did it well And if I'm never falling off in this shit I do not give a shit Cuz I got in this shit just from talking the shit And I ball for the whip Made a call for the zip These bitches talk like a clique But they ball for the drip, yea, yea Yea I'm a sad boy, sad times are all I have seen (all I have seen) But everybody gon party when I pull up the scene (and we pull up!) And now I'm flexed up, was spitting now she's down on her knees (get on your knees bitch) And I'm the baddest motherfucker that they ever had seen (on your knees, bitch, bitch, bitch, yea) Swerving down the Interstate I'm hoping to crash I cop the coupe new GTR feel like I'm moving too fast And I put all of my effort in the music to get the bag I might escape from bad memories, won't live in the past