Sad Story Part 2

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[Verse] Wake up in the morning, thank you god, exactly where I'm at Gotta give praise when I wake up with no strap All my partners street racers, they keep pistols in they lap Showed my momma a glimpse of my bank account and then she laughed (Pluto got it knocking) She couldn't believe it, I been stacking up and starving for some seasons She said you couldn't prove it, so I preached it Three cars at 21 and I ain't leasing My bank account on zero, my pockets fat like a gyro I'm walking around with that meatroll, lil Jason he brought the cheat codes But I'm praying for him cuz he need more, can't be mad at what they don't see though And I love this music shit forreal, I'm walking around with these c-notes And I'm walking around with that bag on me, I'm a walking light with that glass on me This that real Tech, real red, fuck around leave you mad homie This that real meds, real za, gotta make it last hoe Popped a thirty, on god almost lost my last home I pray that Komla straight, he got that bag on If a nigga try something slick, he up and blast on him I give my praise to the most high, I thank god for seeing both sides They want a sad story, I'm mad as fuck I calculated all my hours and it ain't adding up These niggas are slipping up too, they all got passed up Darkside in them niggas, what yall bad at luck 2017 labels hitting me up, 2018 I ain't picking shit up By 2019 I ain't really give a fuck, by 2021 might give this shit up It's just another sad story, this time it's just on you (Pluto got it knocking) Just another sad story, this time it's just on you Just another sad story, this time it's just on you This time it's just on you, this time it's just This time it's just, this time it's just on you Da da da da Da da da da da da Da da da da da-da da
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- Lil Candy Paint