Her Story

Yeah yeah yeah Whoa whoa oh whoa yeah Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go And shawty always wore a knee high Pony with the hairstyle Took a bit of alcohol Yeah she could sing She could dance She could jiggle little ass But no she never let it show Her daddy was a nice guy But he never let her out the house Yet Shawty wasn't mad at all 'Cause she knew with this lifestyle That she finna make it outta town With a big big banky roll She be making music in her past time Smoke a little weed She be trynna get high And the shit she'll be making Shit be sounding real nice You know that this shit Finna take her real high yeah yeah Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go Took a little while For this Shawty to be out But she made it through With the birds in the sky You could hear the pain When she singing through the mic Know she'd be the one Ain't no doubt by the sight The shit became a lifestyle Party at the night hour Never to be seen Till the sun comes out Hanging with the bad type You know she on that time You know that they up Till the sun comes out She still be making music in her past time Still be smoking weed Still be trynna get high And the shit she'll be making Still be sounding real nice You know that this shit Really took her real high Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go Yh she finally made it big Daddy really proud You could see the tears When he stared at the crowd Did a couple shows Made a lot of doe Shawty overdosed At the back of the rolls They rushed her out the back door Trying to make it straight to the hospital Hoping she gon make it out Her daddy really paranoid Driving real fast unstoppable Unknowing that his time is up Once shawty had passed Her daddy passed to Two whole souls That we lost too soon It's a cruel world Hard to stay cool That's a true story Of a Shawty named rue Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of anger But no she never let it show Shawty was a sad girl With a bit of temper But no she never let it go