paroles de chanson Sad Too - Young Go

Everybody got a story mine is sad too
Four in da mornin phone blowin its some bad news
Not da homie heo nah I had to sag through
For da ones dead and gone did what they had to
Everybody got a struggle dey doin bad too
Niggas trife up in dis life dey want da bag to
Everybody got a story mine is sad too
Only difference wit me I had da sag through

Two thousand foe granny died den ma daddy died
I often reminisce on da time when ma family cried
Two thousand nine I was thuggin when ma cousin died
Told my nigga in his casket we gone fuckin ride
Feel like I done felt this pain like a hundred times
Lot of niggas aint gone make it past the summertime
Tony romo cause im runnin wit da number nine
So much rain all we wanted was the sun da shine
Remember missin da rent dat shit was past due
So mama she always did wit she had to
Stay away form them foos dem niggas bad news
Still I ran wit them niggas who had they rag blue
Why they take my nigga sifa he was mad coo
Died in a tussle savin niggas in da back room
I swear I do it for y′all when I make these rap tunes
Bossed up takin orders like it was fast food

Everybody got a story mine is sad too
Four in da mornin phone blowin its some bad news
Not da homie heo nah I had to sag through
For da ones dead and gone did what they had to
Everybody got a struggle dey doin bad too
Niggas trife up in dis life dey want da bag to
Everybody got a story mine is sad too
Only difference wit me I had da sag through

You wanna talk about the struggle well lets talk about it
Lets start it off wit these guns bet not get caught wit out it
Takin drugs for da pain dey feelin numb about it
Show no emotion no love just be a thug about it
Cancer shit too real da homie mama got it
When she passed he crashed right on da wall about it
Contemplatin suicide I had to talk him out it
She aint got no more pain cheer up nigga yo mama smilin
Niggas wildin they baby mamas they get the dialin
Now he back in confinement she gone forget about um
Missin da babies knowin dat he cant live wit out um
But how its lookin he only gettin what she allowin
Dayum when I was broke aint gave a fuc about um
Started winnin all of a sudden its a fuckin problem
Ima ball for ma family and for ma niggas fallen
Aint no stallin its go time thats what they call him

Everybody got a story mine is sad too
Four in da mornin phone blowin its some bad news
Not da homie heo nah I had to sag through
For da ones dead and gone did what they had to
Everybody got a struggle dey doin bad too
Niggas trife up in dis life dey want da bag to
Everybody got a story mine is sad too
Only difference wit me I had da sag through