​dead in december lyrics

[Intro]
Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah
Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah

[Chorus]
You say you’re f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole b*tch up
44 mag, keep the whole b*tch tucked

[Verse 1]
When I was young
Everybody left me in the cold
Everybody left me all alone
Mama told me, "get it on your own,"
Got it on my own

[Pre-Chorus]
In my own lane and you can't say sh*t
Workin' all day, no half-day sh*t
Waitin' all my life, don't have patience
Goin' all the way, no halfway sh*t
[Chorus]
You say you’re f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole b*tch up
44 mag, keep the whole b*tch tucked

[Verse 2]
You’re never there
I don’t care
Baby, I do what the f*ck I want now
Started blowing up, b*tch, I'm up now
She ride me like emotions, that's up and down
I’m never there
No one cares
Baby, I think I should f*ckin' jump now
People screamin' at me, I can't hear sound
Now they at my shows, king without a crown
Everybody hate me 'cause I'm me
But who the f*ck else I'ma be?
And if she leave me, then she geekin'
I ain't even care, 'cause this my season, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
In my own lane and you can't say sh*t
Workin' all day, no half-day sh*t
Waitin' all my life, don't have patience
Goin' all the way, no halfway sh*t

[Chorus-Extended]
You say you’re f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole b*tch up
44 mag, keep the whole b*tch tucked
You say you’re f*ckin' sad, well I'm sad too, yeah
She ask why I do it say; "I had to," yeah
Baby, you can't get another chance, ooh yeah
You will never get me again, ooh yeah
Hit me on my phone, but I won't pick up
I don't love these hoes and I won't switch up
Half-moon clip, shoot the whole b*tch up
44 mag, keep the whole b*tch tucked