[Intro]

Fresh Boy Chilling

[Verse 1]

Sadness holla from me

To talk about it

I'm out for her reef

Sadness all over me

To talk about it, so furtive

[Verse 2]

Smiling? Everything gone wrong

Feud nigh, pleasure leader hoarder

I'm usually better off this

I'm better, but it's her skill

Of this; serving for the fail

Losing all ends, losing I pretend

I get off better

Wishing I could come out clearer

Share the feelings I think I'll get her

In my head, we should leave it all dead

In my bed, wishing she will depend

While she's acting out with another man

I'm feeling all bread

Feeling all bread don't make sense now

Shit