SAD BOYS DON'T FOLD ft. Bry Bandz Lyrics

SAD BOYS DON’T FOLD

Oh my days

Hit that J, thinking hard

I’m alone in my zone

Everyday still ambitious

I’m still working, can’t relax

Ain’t a joke, this is so pitiful

I ain’t joking, I been working on ma ass

In my zone, it’s too cold

I’m a man, I can’t think

I’ve been stressed, I dunno what to do

What to do

Everyday niggas be killing themselves

Sick of this shit cause I know they need help

Popping the percs and that shit overdose and that nigga gon sleep

Bet you thinking he well

But he never gon’ wake up

He done trapping, he don’t feel no pain

He been busy dancing in the rain

Boy he going through shit and he gave up

Everyday it’s a different story

If I folded man you wouldn’t know me

Shooting back on my wishes, I know we ain’t friends

But I know what you going through homie

This for the sad boys going through shit

This for the niggas who think they ain’t shit

This for ma negros, all of the homies who popping and thinking that life is a bitch

Life is a thriller

End of the day you just gotta learn how to go slow

When you up and you high on adrenaline

And nigga please act like a winner

Or maybe just think like a winner first

Please listen to me

I don’t want you to leave

I just want you to be

That NIGGA they gonna believe in

I know that you ain’t got no real friends

I promise you that Ama be there

From Sunday and down to the weekends

Oh my days

Hit that J, thinking hard

I’m alone in my zone

Everyday still ambitious

I’m still working, can’t relax

Ain’t a joke, this is so pitiful

I ain’t joking, I been working on ma ass

In my zone, it’s too cold

I’m a man, I can’t think

I’ve been stressed, I dunno what to do

What to do