Sadtrap

[hook]

If I made a million dollars today I'd still be sad right

(2x)

Crying while I bag a zip

Sad as fuck up in the trap

Think bout how I'm living

Then get called to serve up that

We make the purchase then we break

It down and give it back

But I wish you could put more inside that little bag

This just business though so all my homies call me mad

Clap up Custie and I tell them that life's a fad

And we all obsessed with getting more and more

Then he like hit me back, you being weird again, dog

Thens hit, another call

Be here in like 34

I'll get there when I arrive, what the fuck is you rushing for

When I arrive, what the fuck is you rushing for

I'm stalling in my bedroom smoking woods and mixing songs

Or maybe pondering existence sitting right up on the jon

I don't need forensics to show me that I am wrong

I've come to see that if you not then you know not too long

Till you see it for what it is

Please tel all of the kids

Enjoy that

First Kiss cause you'll get one, again

Lock the doors and fix the curtains

The world is ending, disturbances are beginning

The rapture is only dawning except it's a different vision

Than painted inside the bible

The universe on a mission

They call my verses libel but truly it is precision

I'm trying to make them see what they thought was really just isn't

I'm firing all the pistons, the roof is off of this bitch it's ridiculous

(Bred! Bred! Bred!)

I'm trying to make figures and figure out all my sisters
And hoes, haha

Not like a stick in a hole

More like a dick in a box

I may be sick of what I spoke but I still know how to talk

And if I said it then I meant it bitch I ain't with that talk

I'm invested in bettering clique yeah it's Derbasol

And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs cause I want it all

Yeah, I wanna ball

Make the very foundation of all this shit go and fall

I been working since summer I hope I'll make it to fall

If I Do when I'm on other side I'll give you a call

And we could talk about the good times that we had over here

Oh god, might fuck around a reach for the stars, that's for

It's only in reach if you let it be my boy

And if I could see then I could believe that noise

I don't think it's wrong that I like to raise my voice and that is
Just my choice

I tell em