Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Living this life like a lenged living so fast yh I'm faster than you and these niggas
Dont make me sad ill go savage dont make me feel all the pain i felt back in the trenches
I told you we all got a purpose we all got a purpose you still wona f*ck with ma brother
I told you you not to come and bother you f*ck me up Imma bring you up straight like a mamba
Mama we made it we made we made
Ooh ma GOD tell them that we made it
We back in the street to start a new living
I'm still on my grind to make all these milli's
To make all these milli's and spend them in cedis
Pullup in Mercedes and hang with the greatest
Alhamdulillah we pray for the voice not any voice but the voice of the street the voice of these niggas the voice of the slime the voice of the souls that we lost in the street
Keep resting in peace while we pushing p
Double up the speed there is a need for the speed
Green light for the street red light for the snitch yellow for gold diggers who wona flirt
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Mey3 king of the streets
Fr3 me Kemo sabe
B) medin mpr3sa
We out on the board
Nigga ain't living the lives they say they living
But f*ck it I trap till I will
Doing this shit on ma mama
On purpose so please don not f*ck up my vision
They calling CJ but I got no mission
Ride through the hood
Tryna pick ma sections
Me me fr3 akyire
Ion do no shit
Tryna get the bags
Ion need no bitch
1500 my name
1500 baby I'm great
I got the key ey
Plenty things on my head
I go to the beach and splif out some tree ey
Doing it for ma fam
Ain't no loose
Shout out to Kenny
Refusing to be broke
Ey R2 ma B's ey
Refusing to be broke
Ey R2 ma B's
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boy
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
39 Boys - Sad Boys Lyrics
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Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Living this life like a lenged living so fast yh I'm faster than you and these niggas
Dont make me sad ill go savage dont make me feel all the pain i felt back in the trenches
I told you we all got a purpose we all got a purpose you still wona f*ck with ma brother
I told you you not to come and bother you f*ck me up Imma bring you up straight like a mamba
Mama we made it we made we made
Ooh ma GOD tell them that we made it
We back in the street to start a new living
I'm still on my grind to make all these milli's
To make all these milli's and spend them in cedis
Pullup in Mercedes and hang with the greatest
Alhamdulillah we pray for the voice not any voice but the voice of the street the voice of these niggas the voice of the slime the voice of the souls that we lost in the street
Keep resting in peace while we pushing p
Double up the speed there is a need for the speed
Green light for the street red light for the snitch yellow for gold diggers who wona flirt
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Mey3 king of the streets
Fr3 me Kemo sabe
B) medin mpr3sa
We out on the board
Nigga ain't living the lives they say they living
But f*ck it I trap till I will
Doing this shit on ma mama
On purpose so please don not f*ck up my vision
They calling CJ but I got no mission
Ride through the hood
Tryna pick ma sections
Me me fr3 akyire
Ion do no shit
Tryna get the bags
Ion need no bitch
1500 my name
1500 baby I'm great
I got the key ey
Plenty things on my head
I go to the beach and splif out some tree ey
Doing it for ma fam
Ain't no loose
Shout out to Kenny
Refusing to be broke
Ey R2 ma B's ey
Refusing to be broke
Ey R2 ma B's
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boy
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Living this life like a lenged living so fast yh I'm faster than you and these niggas
Dont make me sad ill go savage dont make me feel all the pain i felt back in the trenches
I told you we all got a purpose we all got a purpose you still wona f*ck with ma brother
I told you you not to come and bother you f*ck me up Imma bring you up straight like a mamba
Mama we made it we made we made
Ooh ma GOD tell them that we made it
We back in the street to start a new living
I'm still on my grind to make all these milli's
To make all these milli's and spend them in cedis
Pullup in Mercedes and hang with the greatest
Alhamdulillah we pray for the voice not any voice but the voice of the street the voice of these niggas the voice of the slime the voice of the souls that we lost in the street
Keep resting in peace while we pushing p
Double up the speed there is a need for the speed
Green light for the street red light for the snitch yellow for gold diggers who wona flirt
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Mey3 king of the streets
Fr3 me Kemo sabe
B) medin mpr3sa
We out on the board
Nigga ain't living the lives they say they living
But f*ck it I trap till I will
Doing this shit on ma mama
On purpose so please don not f*ck up my vision
They calling CJ but I got no mission
Ride through the hood
Tryna pick ma sections
Me me fr3 akyire
Ion do no shit
Tryna get the bags
Ion need no bitch
1500 my name
1500 baby I'm great
I got the key ey
Plenty things on my head
I go to the beach and splif out some tree ey
Doing it for ma fam
Ain't no loose
Shout out to Kenny
Refusing to be broke
Ey R2 ma B's ey
Refusing to be broke
Ey R2 ma B's
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boy
Sad boys never give up with the trap ooh no we dey grind
The street no dey show we the love but still we dey force
Pullup my flex then we up we don't give a f*ck
We don't work to impress Thats we sad boys
Writer: 39 Boys
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