It's too bad
Boohoo
Opposite sides of the spectrum
Guess your colors been showing
Optics mimic my passion
And without you I'm glowing
It's too bad, bad
Boohoo, it's too sad
A story
Opposite sides of the spectrum
Guess your colors been showing
Now the flowers turned blacker
And without you I'm growing
It's too bad, bad
Boohoo, it's too sad
A story
How many fucks could a young man give
If he still don't trust no ho
How many drags til he match that weed
And his life go up in smoke
Pink on my mind, when I call on times
You would hit me when I'm blue
Aqua
I would swim in a sand so poplar
Gotta take more trips to the doctor
Thank Obama, bill my mama for the shit
I got conscience when you played them Jedi Mind Tricks for a fit
Amber eyes holding down them white lies
I was greener at the time
Things got hazy over time
Wait, rewind
Like it's VHS, distorted memories in effect
Come back off recording and you mad that I finished yet
Tryna make me jealous
But I love myself enough for, the both us
Ever since I woke up, and ever since we broke up
Sipping everywhere like to go cups
Abita and some cold cuts
Until I finally lucked up
And found a little solace
In the place I put my focus
Not everybody makes it
But at least these people know me
Safe to say I did good
Opposite sides of the spectrum
Guess your colors been showing
Optics mimic my passion
And without you I'm glowing
It's too bad, bad
Boohoo, it's too sad
A story
How many fucks can a young man give
If he still can't trust his kin
Blood run deep til you up shits creek
And you gotta help lil cuz swim
Giving that bread that you won't get back
That's alright, I ain't worried bout the past
That's alright, I ain't worried bout the cash
Just pray one day that it'll come back
Pray one day that we could trade racks
You been with me since kid lavish
When my alias was backwards
I only owned mattress
Worked at Subway feeling humble
I shoulda been in classes
But instead I made some classics
That could fund me through a bachelors
In conversations that would leave artists intimidated
I'm back on my bidness maybe
Call you when I'm finished maybe
Who knows, your stars might still be aligning
But if life about the timing
I'll be on it til you find me
See ya later
Opposite sides of the spectrum
Guess your colors been showing
Optics mimic my passion
And without you I'm glowing
It's too bad, bad
Boohoo, it's too sad
A story
Opposite sides of the spectrum
Guess your colors been showing
Now the flowers turned blacker
And without you I'm growing
It's too bad, bad
Boohoo, it's too sad
A story
