Sad Song ft. Th3 MatriXXX Lyrics

I'm such a genius

True story. Real life

Crazy

Every ghetto have a sad song

Am I wrong? Hearing stories all day long

And Hopes gone, Watching blood painted on the streets

In art form another life lost by enemies

In hearts torn. Sometimes I wish I wasn't born

Seeing all of the sad shit. Shit is so sick

And my stomach can't fathom it

Hearing lil babies crying cause both of their parents missing

And they're too young to even make a decision

Another victim

And when they grow up they have no one to look up to

They join a gang and make em feel like fam

Then they beat up dudes

And send em on a mission

No thoughts of going to prison

Even God tried to talk to em

But no homie didn't listen

Tryna build his reputation as a true G

Not knowing that the target he was after rolling too deep

A car approach beside him

Start bussing blood all over the scene

Now he's dead and he just turned 16

So mean

Every ghetto have a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard that's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard that's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

It's an emergency

So much bullshit is going on wrong

My people need help

Can't depend on 9-1-1

Remember when my cousin got shot

We were playing round the block

Tryna conversate him by the death

But his heartbeat stopped

And then I look up to the sky and tell God

Thanks a lot

Why didn't you save him

Then you put the weight on me like it's my fault

They said the good die young

But that's BS

Even though he was 14

I didn't think of it

Lil buddy need rest

It's too early

So why does shit like this happen to good people

Why

and Why does it driven the good people to do evil

I wish I had an answer

This shit sicker than some cancer

Ask my father to protect us

Like the armor on a lancer

Only could hope for the better

But better look like it's never

Got my hand on my Beretta

And I wish I never met her

Wrote a suicide letter

Now I'm bout to pull the trigger

Put it jam

Guess I'm a lucky survivor

No sayonara

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard

That's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard

That's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

Help thee father to thee I pray

Please help us with your saving grace

And let us be on one accord

Live good till we meet that day

Have mercy on us

Cause the time is so rough

Babies die of malnutrition

People's robbing

No more giving

Jealousy turn niggas killers

God's people become a victims

So sad

So is life worth living

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard

That's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard

That's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard

That's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong

Every ghetto has a sad song

Lotta homies I know dead gone

Life is hard

That's why we do wrong

Only faith help us remain strong