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$iracha - sad but rad lyrics

(hook)

sad but rad
smoking dope to clear my head
(dope to clear my head)
feeling so bad about all the things you said
(all the things you said)
sitting here alone, taking blunts to the head
(ay, yeah, ay, yeah)
i don’t wanna go to sleep, write music here instead
(x2)

(verse 1)

i don’t wanna go to sleep, (ay)
i’d rather stay up writing beats (ay)
just smokin’ weed and feeling free (ay)
n-body can step to me (ay)
higher than clouds in the sky, my eyes more red than blood that dried
more than three times i have cried
for girls who don’t pay no mind
(don’t pay no mind)

(interlude/outro)

but now
i’m on my way up, and i fill my cup up (ay)
somehow
i done glowed up, now these chicks wanna f-ck (ay)
oh wow
$iracha want love, i ain’t tryna f-ck, so don’t hit me up unless you tryna cuff
all these fake b-tches i’m calling their bluffs (calling their, calling their bluffs)

(verse 2)
i already said “ion’ want no fake love”
but some of y’all b-tches wearing makeup
metaphorically of course, i ain’t no hater
but you really couldn’t be faker, and that’s what make me change up
nowadays no girl only talks to one man (ay ay)
it’s a shame, seems like n-body believes in romance (ay ay)
i’m really tryna eat some wings and maybe slow dance
these b-tches only want in my f-ckin pants

(hook)

(interlude/outro)

but now
i’m on my way up, and fill my cup up
somehow
i done glowed up, now these chicks wanna f-ck
oh wow
$iracha want love, i ain’t tryna f-ck, so don’t hit me up unless you tryna cuff
all these fake b-tches i’m calling their bluffs

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