Sick of Sad Songs

[Verse One]
I know that you'll be happy
I know he makes you glad
I know I make you giggle
I know he makes you laugh

I know that he's your everything
It never hurt so bad
But what to do about it?
What could I do about it?

So nothing

So nothing

But get over these sad songs

I'm so sick of these sad songs

[Sharp noise]

[Beat switch]

[Verse Two]
Yeah...

Yeah...

Yeah...

Eighteen and these feelings feel like a mid life crisis
See the pain through the iceberg of the Isis
But eighteen ain't no age to be trippin over these feelings
I'm rippin over the edge of these inner hovas the blueprints

Take this youthful exuberance, mold a career or somethin
Divergent baby most the time I ain't fearing nothin
I shove these feelings in the ass of a fag
None offensive when I say that I'm just gleefully mad

With a pen and pad my only weapon chargin to the battlefield
Swimming in the money. Mullah baby what that paddle wield
Cannibus is in the air. Ya know I'm kinda gone
Training all my flows to Jedi knights I'm just a padawan

Pass it on lateral. Niggas is gettin mad
Cuz this rappin stuff I been practicing at is gettin me paper
Gettin you paper? Hol up Lucas. Man you trippin
Nigga not even got paper like Dunder mifflin

So baby just pop you a bottle, and baby just get to sippin
But sip it and lose yourself don't let me catch you babysitting
Rippin the game a new one. Let all of that crap gone
Breaking records I do one. Middle finger to yo sad songs

Bitch

Jay