Sad Boi

I'm a sad boi again! I'm not gonna lie, I do wanna die, But to be okay I have to pretend I'm a sad boy, F*ck that I'm a mad boy, You're a bad choice, You had me Wrapped around your finger with that damn voice Like im a damn toy, You said you'd keep me, but heartbreak was in your damn ploy Now I'm singing again, And I'm drinking again, Didn't think I'd that I'd have this same feeling about you again You don't have to lie, baby, you don't have to pretend, God damn lucid dreamin again I know that you hate that I'm a rockstar now, Niggas hate that every show got cop cars out. Tryna rob me pussy boy getting knocked down, I brought all this money, how you got a frown And I'm still reminiscing all our time together, I thought if I got rich I'd change the weather, I thought if I got known, you'd chase me better, But you folded like a wing bby your a feather. Now your chasing, My heart be racing, Whenever you text my phone I love you no I hate you, God damn, you got my mind gone I waited patient, But I'm no longer patient, Especially after what I was shown You turned me into a monster baby I hope you hear when I say now I'm a sad boy, F*ck that I'm a mad boy, You're a bad choice, You had me Wrapped around your finger with that damn voice Like im a damn toy, You said you'd keep me, but heartbreak was in your damn ploy Now I'm singing again, And I'm drinking again, Didn't think I'd that I'd have this same feeling about you again You don't have to lie, baby, you don't have to pretend, God damn lucid dreamin again Rockstar life style, expensive textiles, It hurt when you stole my heart, you ripped my chest out Can't believe I let a bitch almost make me check out, Don't want your pussy baby come n give me head now. I'm just stating the facts, I and you weren't a match, But you had me attached But whole time I was sad, Whole time I was mad, And you doing bad and I'm lowkey glad Cus how you did me was trash Now I'm a sad boy, off the drugs, just tryna forget you, Had to tell the guys all my suspicions were true. And to end this off, ion care what the f*ck you do, Cus now it's two middle fingers f*ck you times two I'm a sad boy, F*ck that I'm a mad boy, You're a bad choice, You had me Wrapped around your finger with that damn voice Like im a damn toy, You said you'd keep me, but heartbreak was in your damn ploy Now I'm singing again, And I'm drinking again, Didn't think I'd that I'd have this same feeling about you again You don't have to lie, baby, you don't have to pretend, God damn lucid dreamin again