Tragic! - YGB Sagg

What he failed to tell you was When you're on my time, I can reclaim it Reclaimin' my time Reclaimin' my time Reclaimin' my time Why do you be looking for me to do all the work? I'm so tired of coming through You never put me first But I guide you like I'm on a four-wheeler Yeah I ride you like I'm at the car dealer Pacify you but I'm paying the cost And now I'm done pretending that you getting me off When your dick is tragic Who was lying when they told you you was all that? And we had it Just another good laugh in our group chat (just another, just another) Reclaim, reclaim, reclaim, reclaimin' my time Reclaim, reclaim, reclaim, reclaimin' my time You be talking all that mess and still can't back it up Good loving is more than fucking, sex just ain't enough Can you turn me on with no penetration? Engine running, but don't leave out the station You be fumbling getting to the end zone You drowning baby 'cause you ain't got no strokes When your dick is tragic Who was lying when they told you you was all that? And we had it Just another good laugh in our group chat Reclaim, reclaim, reclaim, reclaimin' my time Reclaim, reclaim, reclaim, reclaimin' my time Oh, how come you can't catch my flow? Why you moving away too fast? Coulda did this on my own If I knew it'd be this bad Now is it so damn hard For you to do your part? Woulda did this on my own Coulda stayed my ass at home When your dick is tragic (tragic) Who was lying when they told you you was all that? (Who was lying when they told ya) And we had it Just another good laugh in our group chat Reclaim, reclaim, reclaim, reclaimin' my time Reclaim, reclaim, reclaim, reclaimin' my time

Flowers, I sent Were found dead on their arrival The words, I said Inserted foot in my mouthful So when, we dance My lead it ain't so graceful (Isn't so, not ain't so) I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause i'm, in, in love with you Ah ha Ah ha Seconds And when, we dine I forget to push in your seat I wear, the wine Spilling hearts all over my sleeve A stitch, in time Proposing down on my knees (Splitting between the seams) I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause i'm, in, in love with you Ah ha Ah ha ha ha ha ha Nobody, can know the Trouble I've, seen Nobody, can know the Trouble I've, seen Nobody, can know the Trouble I've, get into When always tragic comedy I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause i'm, in, in love with you I'm a hapless romantic St-t-tuttering p-poet Just call me a tragic comic 'Cause I'm (tragic comic), in, in love with you Ah ha Ah ha ha ha ha ha

Magic man I don't wanna let you down You been like a father since you came around Half-baked boy sweating in the summer sun hits you like a shiver Tragic magic Boy what drugs you on? I'm on that tragic magic, high all summer long Lift each hand, let me hear you sing along Welcome to the family you were waiting on Warm or dead, I was bought and sold before I was out of high school Tragic magic Boy what drugs you on? I'm on that tragic magic, high all summer long Let him in, no one else, hate the sin, save yourself Let him in, no one else, hate the sin, love yourself Tragic magic Boy what drugs you on? I'm on that tragic magic And I may not come down I'm on that tragic magic, high all summer long

That girl the girl of my dreams Im never lyin when Im telling niggas That me and her really in sync I'm havin delusions Cus we not together And she doesn't know what I think She don't need to know what I think Imma buy that girl a Cuban link (Yeah) I told her I want her so bad And she said that we can't Be together but Maybe we should be I told her we look good together She sayin that what if we wouldn't But what if we would be I told her that we would look good She said that we could Yea lil baby we could be I told her I want her so bad And she said we gon be together And that's how it should be I hit from the back And she screamin like Damn lil nigga You all up inside of my belly I'm blockin up all of these niggas Cus I don't got time For these haters to be on my celly Niggas gon watch when she walk But I cannot blame em Lil Nigga she walk it like jelly (Yeah) (Yeah yeah) She walk it like jelly I'm foldin these niggas I'm fryin em up I'm cookin em up I done made em a omelet I live on the moon I reach for the stars I see my lil baby I call her my comet I be on the gram But I'm not gon open yo dm Cus I could care less bout yo comment (Yeah yeah) (Care less bout yo comment) That girl the girl of my dreams (Yeah) I'm never lyin when I'm tellin niggas That me and her really in sync I'm havin delusions Cus we not together And she doesn't know what I think She don't need to know what I think Imma buy that girl a Cuban link (Yeah)