Letra

Got my bills all paid, not mad about it Got my whip upgrade, not mad about it Got Mexico vaca', not mad about it My brain a grenade, I'm sad about it I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it Got my retro ones, not mad about it On my second album, not mad about it Got my stacks in tons, not mad about it Bags unloaded, gun, I'm sad about it I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it (I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad, sad) I'm down I should be on top but I'm always underground Things are looking up, but I'm making myself drown My anxiety and money just compounds I'll be right here just waiting underground Five star meals, I'm boujee, not mad about it TSA pre-approved, not mad about it Adidas black tracksuit, not mad about it Attitude unglued, I'm sad about it I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it (I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad, sad) I'm down I should be on top but I'm always underground Things are looking up, but I'm making myself drown My anxiety and money just compounds I'll be right here just waiting underground I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it I'm sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it I'm down I should be on top but I'm always underground Things are looking up, but I'm making myself drown My anxiety and money just compounds I'll be right here just waiting underground
Writer(s): Matthew Brue, David Thomas Butler, Dwight Baker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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