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no phones - big sad 1900 lyrics

[intro]
i just like freestyling anyway, you know what i’m sayin’? like
i think it’s better that way anyway, like, you know what i’m sayin’? dead homies
why the b*tch think i’m mad? i ain’t mad, b*tch (mikemadethe808s)
b*tch think i’m mad
b*tch
i been makin’ investments, b*tch
f*ck i’m mad about, you know what i’m sayin’?

[chorus]
ayy, look, we had bad days and then we parted ways (and then we parted ways)
know some sh*t about you that i’m takin’ to my grave (shh)
recouping with that deal when they did you like a slave (when they did you like a slave)
i ain’t pickin’ up my phone, i been tryna change my ways (huh?)
we got a million rappers wanna tell us ’bout some drillin’ (f*ck outta here)
we was taught to nevеr talk about it when we k!llin’ (yeah)
i just put it in a song thе way i stay in my feelings
did it brick after brick, i was tryna make a million (ayy, n*gga)

[verse 1]
tryna run my money up, these n*ggas want me dead (yeah)
but they don’t got enough to go and put it on my head (oh yeah)
i ain’t entertaining what a broke n*gga said (nah)
and i ain’t tryna beef with a n*gga that i fed (nah)
i’m livin’ how i’m livin’, can’t no n*gga vouch for me (h*ll nah)
i grew up where they murder, what you know about some beef? (n*gga)
they’ll shoot you in your back, what you know about police? (what you know about police?)
got too many dead friends, i really grew up on that street (i grew up on that street, n*gga)
i ain’t talkin’ to n0body, i don’t really wanna speak (nah)
hope you got it, ’cause i got it, better use it when we meet
said my name in that song, but your homies know you weak
we the topic of discussion, n*ggas know who the elite (know who the elite)
n*ggas pop it ’bout my name, but y’all don’t really want no action (yeah)
n*ggas know who got that money, n*ggas know who did the crashin’ (n*ggas know)
n*ggas know who really pimpin’, n*ggas know who really passin’ (n*ggas know)
just like we know who serious and who out here really slackin’ (dead homies)
[chorus]
ayy, look, we had bad days and then we parted ways (and then we parted ways)
know some sh*t about you that i’m takin’ to my grave (shh)
recouping with that deal when they did you like a slave (when they did you like a slave)
i ain’t pickin’ up my phone, i been tryna change my ways (huh?)
we got a million rappers wanna tell us ’bout some drillin’ (f*ck outta here)
we was taught to never talk about it when we k!llin’ (yeah)
i just put it in a song the way i stay in my feelings (yeah)
did it brick after brick, i was tryna make a million (dead homies)

[verse 2]
look, i ain’t ask for nothin’, i just went and got my own (yeah)
i was sleepin’ in my car, i just went and got a home (on everything)
n*ggas never taught us right, but they wanna say we wrong (n*ggas always say we wrong)
i ain’t friendly with these n*ggas, i ain’t tryna do no song (nah)
my heart gone, half*dead, but i’m still here (still here)
i drink lean until i’m sleep, lord, i think these b*tches weird (b*tches weird)
be embarrassed by somebody i love is one of my fears (yeah)
ain’t respondin’ to my texts, i ain’t talkin’ to my peers (nah)
we take nothin’ to the heart and take it all to the chin (take it all to the chin)
i was shoppin’ for my son, they tried to k!ll me in my benz (tried to k!ll me in my benz)
i thought n*ggas was my homies, i thought n*ggas was my friends (f*ck n*ggas)
india left my side, i guess she had different plans (yeah)

[interlude]
dead homies, n*gga
yeah, n*ggas out here playin’ with they life for some views, man
n*ggas’ songs be trash
but then they just become haters on podcasts
[chorus]
ayy, look, we had bad days and then we parted ways (and then we parted ways)
know some sh*t about you that i’m takin’ to my grave (shh)
recouping with that deal when they did you like a slave (when they did you like a slave)
i ain’t pickin’ up my phone, i been tryna change my ways (huh?)
we got a million rappers wanna tell us ’bout some drillin’ (f*ck outta here)
we was taught to never talk about it when we k!llin’ (yeah)
i just put it in a song the way i stay in my feelings (yeah)
did it brick after brick, i was tryna make a million

- big sad 1900 lyrics

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