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Why so sad?

Walkin' around with them (Blue faces)

She said, "I'm down on my luck

And that's somethin' I gotta have" (Blue faces)

I hit the bank today and told 'em, "Color me bad" (Blue faces)

Yeah, that new money

And it's breakin' me down, honey

Two tears in the bucket, I cry with ya, uh

But I could never lie with ya

I could never afford not to afford

I can never put my plans to the side with ya

I could never see a red light, like a deer with the headlight

I freeze up when I re-up

See, I barely have patience

And you're relatin', only the moment to complete us

Why you hate to work for it?

The reason I never went to work for it

See, a 9 to 5 was so jive turkey

But when Thanksgiving came, that check didn't hurt me

You plead the fifth, I read the Fifth Amendment

We both criminals with bad intentions

They say time heals all

But if I could shortcut my success, Corvettes by tomorrow (Wait a minute)

Now, why you so sad?

Walkin' around with them (Blue faces)

She said, "I'm down on my luck

And that's somethin' I gotta have" (Blue faces)

I hit the bank today and told 'em, "Color me bad" (Blue faces)

Yeah, that new money

And it's breakin' me down, honey

My homegirl got a credit card scam

She got a scholarship to college, but she don't give a damn

Intuition got a broke bitch wishin'

She tell me this on the phone with the noodles in the pan

I know you want it, I console you, woman

You feel like the universe owe you, woman

Oh, the anticipation of hopin' you can make it

Bitches don't prosper chasin' education

But you're talented

And can't handle it

And your homegirls can't be your manager

Three-sixty-five times four plus more

If you can't get it right, tell me, do you got the stamina?

But shit, ain't no money like fast money

Even today, I'm considered a crash dummy

A rapper chasin' stardom, how can I fast-forward my accolades

Better than all them?

Why you so sad?

Walkin' around with them (Blue faces)

She said, "I'm down on my luck

And that's somethin' I gotta have" (Blue faces)

I hit the bank today and told 'em, "Color me bad" (Blue faces)

Yeah, that new money

And it's breakin' me down, honey

I wrote this song lookin' at a broke home, baby (Broke home, baby)

You know the poverty stricken, the little broke born babies (Broke born babies)

Somebody yelled, "Kendrick, Americans, they sho' is crazy"

Then I said, "Why?"

Then they looked me in the eye

And said "****, you fucked up

You're bankin' on good luck, you're wishin' for miracles

You've never been through shit, you're cryin' hysterical

You settle for everything, complain about everything

You say you sold crack, my world amphetamine

Your projects ain't shit, I live in a hut, bitch

I'm livin' to keep warm, you're livin' to pay rent

I prayed my way through by waitin' on Allah

You played your way through by livin' in sci-fi

Bullshittin' yourself for talkin' to strangers

Same thing go for the ones you came with

We all came on the boat lookin' for hope

And all you can say is that you're lookin' for dope

These days, ain't no compromise

And your pain ain't mines half the time

A brand new excuse ain't shit to me

Bitch, I made my moves with shackled feet

Cape Town"

In today's day and age, we practice the self-pity of takin' the easy way out

You wait on them, him, and her

But when the blessin' take too long, that's when you go wrong

You selfish motherfucker

Why so sad?

Walkin' around with them (Blue faces)

She said, "I'm down on my luck

And that's somethin' I gotta have" (Blue faces)

I hit the bank today and told 'em, "Color me bad" (Blue faces)

Yeah, that new money

And it's breakin' me down, honey

Pimp-pimp

Hooray