Sad Hours

[Intro]

Yeah

(None of these niggas, they better than me, yeah)

(None of these niggas, they better than me, yeah)

[Chorus]

Tell me, do you love me?

I don't know what's real

I don't know how to feel

Say your name, get chills

For you, I will kill all of my emotions

I ain't killing no nigga over no bitch, these hoes be hoeing

[Verse 1]

None of these niggas, they better than me

No, he cannot get you wetter than mе

Want me to stay, but you know I gotta leave

Put your lovе all in my seat

And you know my car, it don't take a key

And you know your bitch, she like all my beats

Only thing I'm addicted to, the cheese

You know I gotta chase her, gotta eat

Bitch, I'm T'd up and you know I don't sleep

Walking with a honey bun, yeah, you know she want some

Counting them backends, on backends, on backies, on backies, this bitch tryna trap me

Hitting that bitch from the back while I'm counting this money, she eat me like taffy

I'm too wavy for myself, it don't make no sense

Bad bitch on me, I got money, I don't need no cents

I got bitches on me, ooh, under that 5%

You can't even see who with me, that's inside my whip

Damn, what you on, baby?

All this shit you keep on doing gonna drive me crazy

Yeah, you don't got me acting like my own self lately

I'm not gonna lie, you make me think that you my lady

But no, no, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not stupid

I got too much money to even believe in Cupid

Bad bitches on me, nigga, I got a whole load

Niggas mad because I came up with my own flow

Niggas mad because I fucked up on your main hoe

Niggas did it to me, but you know that bitch gotta go

Yeah my life too risky, fucking that bitch, too sticky

Everything match like a dickie

And my shirt green like Vicky

And my pockets fat like Missy

My pockets got, um, 160

All blue hundreds, ain't crippy

I know that she gon' miss me

And some of my niggas, they rolling

Drive that whip like it's stolen

I pop a Perc', keep going

Got this lil' bitch moaning

Put that dick in the colon

Nowadays, life's not boring

All of my bitches, they foreign

All of my bitches, they foreign

[Chorus]

Tell me, do you love me?

I don't know what's real

I don't know how to feel

Say your name, get chills

For you, I will kill all, of my emotions

I ain't killing no nigga over no bitch, these hoes be hoeing

[Verse 2]

I was the flyest nigga in facility, walk in this bitch in Givenchy (Yeah)

Contradicting yourself in this situation, man, your ass just be lying (Three)

I'ma just mind my business

I'ma just mind my business

Need to go find your bitches

Niggas out here, they be snitching

Niggas out here, they be snitching

When you get they ass back, then these niggas be bitching

I'ma just play that game like it is a scrimmage

[Outro]

I don't know what's real

I don't know how to feel

Say your name, get chills

For you, I will kill all of my emotions

I ain't killing no nigga over no bitch, these hoes be hoeing