Sad Song lyrics

[Verse 1]
She said she don't like my music
No, she want to turn up and dance
She want that New York, that uh, uh, uh
Well, give me a chance
'Cause I can do sh*t like that (Facts)
Even though that's not me (Hooh)
I like that drill sh*t too
It's Brooklyn, baby, let me rap off beat (Grr)
You want that boom, boom, boom (Pah!)
Baby, I wanna sing (Ooh)
I like that John Mayer, that six string, that—
But that's not your speed, baby (Hmm)
How 'bout some keys, baby? (Hmm)
Oh, I think that's nice
Is that sh*t you like?
Or you want that "down home in Alabama"
Baby, how's that feel?
Wait, I forgot the steel

[Chorus]
All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club
Dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs (Grr)
All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club
Dance, dancе in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I makе is sad songs
[Verse 2]
So if I'd just be me and say "f*ck a genre", would you love me then?
Or do I need to be this specific person with specific music so I could fit in?
Say, "I do that", and I talk my sh*t
I'd probably p*ss somebody off and burn a bridge
I don't care sometimes, no
Don't care sometimes, no
It's been lonely nights
Been lonely nights now
Ever since you left me and you ain't been by my side
You've been dancing in the club with these other f*cking guys, yeah

[Chorus]
All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club
Dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs (Hmm)
All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club
Dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs

[Post-Chorus]
All I make is sad songs
I can do it all, all
[Outro: Zoe Clark]
All I wanna do is dance, dance in the club
Dance, dance in the club
And I don't want no sad songs
But all he makes is sad songs