YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Sad Shit (To My Grave) lyrics

(Dubba-AA flex, Haha, LA)

You know that I’m open minded
You know that my patience’s timeless
Lookin’ for love and it’s hard for to find it
Learned that I can’t buy it
Yeah, I, it ain’t no trust in my days
You fuck with them, it ain’t no bein’ my bae
And that’s some shit that I say
Yeah, I be lovin’ my pain
Hopin’ anger don’t make you
Go against the grain
I’m tryna blow out the brain
Speed racin’ to my gravy
I wanna cry, but I decide to hold my pain
Yeah
Time to leave, I feel that I can’t stay, yeah
I pray to God be with these niggas
They won’t take me hold on, run down
I stick that boy out his shit
These bitches speakin’ on my life
I tell ‘em "Suck on my dick"
I up this bitch, I won’t shoot twice
I’m tryna shoot ‘till it click
I tend to go to separate, bitch
The first minute you
Sit and think, back in that Nawf, bitch
When I ain’t have a thing
I ain’t have nothin’
Now I got money and I still feel the same
I waited, hopin’ it’d get better
Ain’t a damn thing change
Now you can go be with that
Nigga, I ain’t hidin’ a thing, yeah
Now turn up
All of my niggas on that crash shit
Playin’? You can die
We killed him quick, he on that mad shit
Came up on my riches
I upgraded from that rag shit
You can’t keep it real? Then I don’t want you
That’s that sad shit


You know that I’m open minded
You know that my patience’s timeless
Lookin’ for love and it’s hard for to find it
Learned that I can’t buy it
Yeah, I, it ain’t no trust in my days
You fuck with them, it ain’t no bein’ my bae
And that’s some shit that I say
Yeah, I be lovin’ my pain
Hopin’ anger don’t make you
Go against the grain
I’m tryna blow out the brain
Speed racin’ to my gravy
I wanna cry, but I decide to hold my pain
Yeah
Time to leave, I feel that I can’t stay, yeah
I pray to God be with these niggas
They won’t take me hold on, run down
I stick that boy out his shit
These bitches speakin’ on my life
I tell ‘em "Suck on my dick"
I up this bitch, I won’t shoot twice
I’m tryna shoot ‘till it click
I tend to go to separate, bitch
The first minute you
Sit and think, back in that Nawf, bitch
When I ain’t have a thing
I ain’t have nothin’
Now I got money and I still feel the same
(This is the sound)
I waited, hopin’ it’d get better
Ain’t a damn thing change
Now you can go be with that
Nigga, I ain’t hidin’ a thing, yeah
Now turn up
All of my niggas on that crash shit
Playin’? You can die
We killed him quick, he on that mad shit
Came up on my riches
I upgraded from that rag shit
You can’t keep it real? Then I don’t want you
That’s that sad shit