Sad & rich
MelloDrama
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[Verse 1: Ares Silver]
I'm sad as fuck
Give me cash
In the cut
With a bag
Rolling green, kief attached
I'ma need that good good gas
For that good good gas I'ma need that money
Finna cop the creme of the crop, that honey
I'ma drip that honey all over her ass
Blow through my cash, as I do my dance
Bitch, yahhh
[Verse 2: Tracy Vision]
I'll be blunt imma need that money
Make it add up honey
I'm depressed and funny
So the nose been bloody
And the wrist are runny
And the moon ain't out
But it's far from sunny
Sinking with the eels
But the heart still beating
I been out of touch
But you'll catch that feeling
This is not the time to be misleading
You a double agent so I guess it's treason
You a double agent so you hang with the dеmons
[Verse 3: OnmiMations]
Sad and rich
Sad and rich
Sad and rich
Sad and rich
VVs on my neck but depression still hits
This monеy in hand, it doesn't mean shit
I blow like a fan, you nigga's is average
I'm in some pain, I'm doing the damage
I get some money the money like cabbage
I'm in some pain cause I know I can't
Manage the bullshit I do to myself
You niggas on ice, I know it won't melt
I'm losing my health, I'm losing my pain
I gotta go get it, you won't say the same
Pop with the rocks, I got cash, but a nigga sad
Hoping when I pass, I'm just wishing it'll go fast
[Outro: Terrell Rosé]
Keep the bag on my side my pockets the holster
Keep the pills in my ride road rage taking over
Late night she wanna slide this her playground
Hit it right have a cry so she stay down
I'm sad as fuck
Give me cash
In the cut
With a bag
Rolling green, kief attached
I'ma need that good good gas
For that good good gas I'ma need that money
Finna cop the creme of the crop, that honey
I'ma drip that honey all over her ass
Blow through my cash, as I do my dance
Bitch, yahhh
[Verse 2: Tracy Vision]
I'll be blunt imma need that money
Make it add up honey
I'm depressed and funny
So the nose been bloody
And the wrist are runny
And the moon ain't out
But it's far from sunny
Sinking with the eels
But the heart still beating
I been out of touch
But you'll catch that feeling
This is not the time to be misleading
You a double agent so I guess it's treason
You a double agent so you hang with the dеmons
[Verse 3: OnmiMations]
Sad and rich
Sad and rich
Sad and rich
Sad and rich
VVs on my neck but depression still hits
This monеy in hand, it doesn't mean shit
I blow like a fan, you nigga's is average
I'm in some pain, I'm doing the damage
I get some money the money like cabbage
I'm in some pain cause I know I can't
Manage the bullshit I do to myself
You niggas on ice, I know it won't melt
I'm losing my health, I'm losing my pain
I gotta go get it, you won't say the same
Pop with the rocks, I got cash, but a nigga sad
Hoping when I pass, I'm just wishing it'll go fast
[Outro: Terrell Rosé]
Keep the bag on my side my pockets the holster
Keep the pills in my ride road rage taking over
Late night she wanna slide this her playground
Hit it right have a cry so she stay down
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