Fvck being SAD (Explicit)
SAINt JHN"Fvck being SAD (Explicit)" is a song by SAINt JHN, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:32 long and contains 83 lines and 485 words.
0:01Oh
0:04Oh
0:07Oh
0:10Ayy
0:11**** being sad
0:13Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up
0:16I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
0:19I'm stressed out stressed out
0:21Always mess up hey
0:22I'm trying but **** being sad hey
0:25I been going through it
0:26Had some real bad months
0:28The city where I grew up
0:29I ain't been back once hey
0:31Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
0:34I'm done so **** bein' sad
0:35I done sent mom a criby
0:36Finally got me a crib oh
0:38Find my own way to ballin'
0:39And never learned how to dribble
0:41First they like how I scrabble
0:42Then they like how I scribble
0:44I paint my pictures with words
0:45I hope you notice the riddle
0:47Wish I was friends with my ex
0:48But her heart is too brittle
0:50She still hate me a little
0:51That still hurt me a little
0:53I come up from the bottom
0:54You know I'm fresh out the ghetto
0:56On nights it's hard enough to put on the kettle
0:58I never settle down
0:58So **** being sad
1:00Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up
1:03I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
1:06I'm stressed out stressed out
1:08Always mess up hey
1:09I'm trying but **** being sad hey
1:12I been going through it
1:13Had some real bad months
1:15The city where I grew up
1:16I ain't been back once hey
1:18Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
1:21I'm done so **** bein' sad ayy
1:23I had to drop out of college
1:24That **** was truly a blessing
1:25I went and got me a job
1:27You gotta hear my confession
1:28My momma cryin' 'bout money
1:30My sister really been stressin'
1:31Heart colder than ever
1:33That's from a lack of affection
1:34On the train with my uniform
1:36I'm packin' a weapon
1:37'Cause it can happen in seconds
1:38I don't be lackin' I'm steppin'
1:40That was back in 010
1:41Thank God you tracked my progression
1:43I thought my father missin' wouldn't effect it
1:45That's a lesson for all
1:46So **** being sad
1:48Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up
1:51I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
1:53I'm stressed out
1:54Stressed out always mess up
1:56I'm trying but **** being sad
2:00I been going through it
2:01Had some real bad months
2:02The city where I grew up
2:04I ain't been back once
2:05Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
2:08I'm done so **** bein' sad
2:11Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up
2:14I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure
2:17I'm stressed out stressed out
2:19Always mess up
2:20I'm trying but **** being sad
2:23I been going through it
2:24Had some real bad months
2:26The city where I grew up
2:27I ain't been back once
2:29Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young
2:32I'm done so **** bein' sad
Oh Oh Oh Ayy **** being sad Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure I'm stressed out stressed out Always mess up hey I'm trying but **** being sad hey I been going through it Had some real bad months The city where I grew up I ain't been back once hey Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young I'm done so **** bein' sad I done sent mom a criby Finally got me a crib oh Find my own way to ballin' And never learned how to dribble First they like how I scrabble Then they like how I scribble I paint my pictures with words I hope you notice the riddle Wish I was friends with my ex But her heart is too brittle She still hate me a little That still hurt me a little I come up from the bottom You know I'm fresh out the ghetto On nights it's hard enough to put on the kettle I never settle down So **** being sad Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure I'm stressed out stressed out Always mess up hey I'm trying but **** being sad hey I been going through it Had some real bad months The city where I grew up I ain't been back once hey Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young I'm done so **** bein' sad ayy I had to drop out of college That **** was truly a blessing I went and got me a job You gotta hear my confession My momma cryin' 'bout money My sister really been stressin' Heart colder than ever That's from a lack of affection On the train with my uniform I'm packin' a weapon 'Cause it can happen in seconds I don't be lackin' I'm steppin' That was back in 010 Thank God you tracked my progression I thought my father missin' wouldn't effect it That's a lesson for all So **** being sad Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure I'm stressed out Stressed out always mess up I'm trying but **** being sad I been going through it Had some real bad months The city where I grew up I ain't been back once Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young I'm done so **** bein' sad Somedays I don't even wanna get dressed up I'm sick and tired of waking up to peer pressure I'm stressed out stressed out Always mess up I'm trying but **** being sad I been going through it Had some real bad months The city where I grew up I ain't been back once Don't wanna go to funerals for people that young I'm done so **** bein' sad
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