Sad sh*t (To My Grave) lyrics

[Intro]
(Dubba-AA flex)
(Haha, LA)

[Verse]
You know that I’m open minded
You know that my patience’s timeless
Lookin’ for love and it’s hard for to find it
Learned that I can’t buy it
Yeah, I, it ain’t no trust in my days
You f*ck with them, it ain’t no bein’ my bae
And that’s some sh*t that I say
Yeah, I be lovin’ my pain
Hopin’ anger don’t make you go against the grain
I’m tryna blow out the brain
Speed racin’ to my gravy
I wanna cry, but I decide to hold my pain, yeah
Time to leave, I feel that I can’t stay, yeah
I pray to God be with these n*ggas, they won’t take me
Hold on, run down, I stick that boy out his sh*t
These b*tches speakin’ on my life, I tell ‘em “Suck on my di*k”
I up this b*tch, I won’t shoot twice, I’m tryna shoot ‘till it click
I tend to go to separate, b*tch, the first minute you [?]
Sit and think, back in that Nawf, b*tch, when I ain’t have a thing
I ain’t have nothin’, now I got money and I still feel the same
I waited, hopin’ it’d get better, ain’t a damn thing change
Now you can go be with that n*gga, I ain’t hidin’ a thing, yeah
Now turn up, all of my n*ggas on that crash sh*t
Playin’? You can die
We killed him quick, he on that mad sh*t
Came up on my riches, I upgraded from that rag sh*t
You can’t keep it real? Then I don’t want you
That’s that sad sh*t
[Open Verse]

[Verse]
You know that I’m open minded
You know that my patience’s timeless
Lookin’ for love and it’s hard for to find it
Learned that I can’t buy it
Yeah, I, it ain’t no trust in my days
You f*ck with them, it ain’t no bein’ my bae
And that’s some sh*t that I say
Yeah, I be lovin’ my pain
Hopin’ anger don’t make you go against the grain
I’m tryna blow out the brain
Speed racin’ to my gravy
I wanna cry, but I decide to hold my pain, yeah
Time to leave, I feel that I can’t stay, yeah
I pray to God be with these n*ggas, they won’t take me
Hold on, run down, I stick that boy out his sh*t
These b*tches speakin’ on my life, I tell ‘em “Suck on my di*k”
I up this b*tch, I won’t shoot twice, I’m tryna shoot ‘till it click
I tend to go to separate, b*tch, the first minute you [?]
Sit and think, back in that Nawf, b*tch, when I ain’t have a thing
I ain’t have nothin’, now I got money and I still feel the same (This is the sound)
I waited, hopin’ it’d get better, ain’t a damn thing change
Now you can go be with that n*gga, I ain’t hidin’ a thing, yeah
Now turn up, all of my n*ggas on that crash sh*t
Playin’? You can die
We killed him quick, he on that mad sh*t
Came up on my riches, I upgraded from that rag sh*t
You can’t keep it real? Then I don’t want you
That’s that sad sh*t