Sad Boy Feeling

Like doing my thing for a minute Hot, fire, gifted Getting that kitty, grind so gritty Stop, no I, can't be sitting Constantly winning, bread on me See how I'm living Hustle don't stop on God, got vision (woah, yeah) Not man, I'm a beast Ain't no playing with me Chips in the pot, I be taking the heap Stepping in J's, white creps on my feet Bet I ain't benched, no I'm VIP And the bench the only time I be taking a seat Press, no I don't need stress Baddies in DMs Know God got me blessed like They told me to rap, they told me to sing Go make that bag, go call me the king Boy too sad, don't make it a thing Minimal ask, but what if that's me Just keep it as facts, is all I'm asking A little revved up, but I like it sexy Yeah, okay girl, I know what you mean Like, got, got Got that sad boy feeling When we get back, gon' slap that ass on linen Run it back, couple times, girl don't finish Like that accent, what's that Finnish? huh Calling me Tyson, the way that I hit it Riding that stick like we play Quidditch Tell me go Viking, she like when I pillage Know my body, looking like my lineage Think that make me stop, nah are you serious Nah, I'm done with the snakes, all the fakes Make way for the pay, paper, coming point blank All the patience paid off, it's amazing Fought from my time, now I'm putting my praise in hmm All this hell we be raising Middle finger straight to Satan Like, girl, I ain't chasing Don't need that like I'm taken Won't need to fake it That mattress wrapped in plastic casing Getting cake like their foundation All that dough, never see me baking Live in her throat like it's on vacation Hit it so cold, never stirred, they shaking Like, woah they do Calling me dad ain't nothing new Feet off the dash, this whip brand new Girl think she bad, got plenty of views like I don't need that, a freak would do Come here tonight, I'll show you a thing or two hmm Throw me that cat ain't gassin' Don't test me, break that back in You a freak, huh? You asking Your man fuck or he lacking I know you ain't with it All talk, bitch, I did it It's that sad boy feeling Yeah come fuck with it