This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. These cookies ensure basic functionalities and security features of the website, anonymously. Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly. He gave me some sad shit for the real niggas, here you go I told K.i.D, “Give me some sad shit for the real niggas” You know, that’s why it sound like that, that’s why it feel like that ’cause it’s that real This how a real nigga feel so a real nigga gotta keep it real Now I’m gone (I’m gone) and my heart’s emptyĪnd that’s just how a real nigga feel, man I know (I know) my old bitch miss me (Yeah, I know)
‘Cause I’m gone (I’m gone) and my heart’s empty ‘Cause I know (I know) my old bitch miss me (Ooh-ooh) You ever seen a nigga get slapped with a pistol?Īnd I ain’t ever goin’ out sad ’bout a ho (Ooh-ooh)īut this one ain’t no ho, it’s my ho, nigga Oh, so now you don’t know me, wanna act like my sister Got me feelin’ like the Prince if he lost Cinderella Got me feelin’ like Monique when she lost the Professor I can’t hear her sayin’ “Marco” either (Ooh-ooh) (I’m fucked up ’bout you, yeah, yeah, yeah)īy a Spanish bitch, Narcos, nigga? (Ooh-ooh)
Now I’m gone (I’m gone), and my heart’s empty I know, now I’m gone (I’m gone) and my heart’s empty (I miss you too, I can’t even cap, really) Keep it real with him, you ain’t gotta lie Supposed to be with me out on the ocean with ya feet up, rollin’ weed up You know when you was cold, I came through and helped you heat up You know I ever catch you with a nigga, gettin’ beat up Probably end up with a sucka nigga who ain’t really realĪ bitch nigga, probably don’t respect his mother Know you thinkin’ ’bout when you was with DaBaby (Ooh-ooh) You know I love the way you do it to me, baby You know I got the whole world against meĮverybody out here wanna see me locked up (Ooh-ooh) Tried to get you pregnant, get you knocked up (Ooh-ooh) Singin’ in my motherfuckin’ song (Ooh-ooh) Then tell me why the fuck I’m in my feelings Let’s go get a crib, I can live with you, have some kids with you (Yeah, yeah) Tell me what I did to you, thought I could be real with you (I know) (Let me switch it up real quick, let me switch it) Now I’m gone, and my heart’s empty (Wait a minute, who are you?) (I miss you too, I can’t even cap, like for real) ‘Cause, baby, I know my old bitch miss me She probably turned it down, don’t wanna play me though, huh? (I know)īut I ain’t really trippin’, how you did me, it was fucked up (Yeah)īut when you get your mind right (Yeah), I’m waitin’ on ya (Yeah) How she let a perfect nigga like me go (I know)Īnd everywhere she go, my song on the radio, huh? Probably scrollin’ down my timeline now (I know) Let me do some sad shit for the real niggas SAD SHIT Lyrics by DaBaby, from the album “ BLAME IT ON BABY“, music has been produced by DJ K.i.D & Tom French, and SAD SHIT song lyrics are penned down by DaBaby, Tom French & DJ K.i.D.
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