Text: LaLa. Sadgirl.
This is the story of a lil sadgirl
who made somethin outta nothin in a sadworld
her papi mowed lawns just enuff to get by
its ok my lil mija he would say when she would cry
mami couldnt care she was pregnant all the time
so mija had to be a woman she was only nine
raisin all her sisters hail mary she would pray
in and out of different schools fightin every other day
and her homegurls were busy havin babies and wic would pay the rent
but mija was different the life they were livin jus reall didnt make no sense
cuz deep in the valley they say there are pockets at night you should never go
but for mija this was the place called home cuz its all that shes ever known
(chorus)
Sadgirl dont ever feel alone, i sing you this song
Sadgirl, i know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sadgirl dont cry jus dry your eye, go on live your life
Sadgirl dont worry hold your head up high
Nothin dont change growin up and bein poor
wonderin if youll ever be rich and seein more than
broken down cars in the yards of gangzones and broken shattered windows lookin into broken homes
but mija was a rose and she knew it from the start
and she had a voice cuz she was speakin from the heart
she dropped outta school to make this music dream real
thru the corny girl groups and all the shady deals
cuz its hard to be asadgirl in a mans world wit a big booty and brains
but i gotta stay strong represent where i from and be proud of my family name
cuz deep in the valley they say there are pockets at night you should never go
but for me this is the place that i call home cuz its all that ive ever known
(chorus)
Sadgirl dont ever feel alone, i sing you this song
Sadgirl, i know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sadgirl dont cry jus dry your eye, go on live your life
Sadgirl dont worry hold your head up high
who made somethin outta nothin in a sadworld
her papi mowed lawns just enuff to get by
its ok my lil mija he would say when she would cry
mami couldnt care she was pregnant all the time
so mija had to be a woman she was only nine
raisin all her sisters hail mary she would pray
in and out of different schools fightin every other day
and her homegurls were busy havin babies and wic would pay the rent
but mija was different the life they were livin jus reall didnt make no sense
cuz deep in the valley they say there are pockets at night you should never go
but for mija this was the place called home cuz its all that shes ever known
(chorus)
Sadgirl dont ever feel alone, i sing you this song
Sadgirl, i know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sadgirl dont cry jus dry your eye, go on live your life
Sadgirl dont worry hold your head up high
Nothin dont change growin up and bein poor
wonderin if youll ever be rich and seein more than
broken down cars in the yards of gangzones and broken shattered windows lookin into broken homes
but mija was a rose and she knew it from the start
and she had a voice cuz she was speakin from the heart
she dropped outta school to make this music dream real
thru the corny girl groups and all the shady deals
cuz its hard to be asadgirl in a mans world wit a big booty and brains
but i gotta stay strong represent where i from and be proud of my family name
cuz deep in the valley they say there are pockets at night you should never go
but for me this is the place that i call home cuz its all that ive ever known
(chorus)
Sadgirl dont ever feel alone, i sing you this song
Sadgirl, i know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sadgirl dont cry jus dry your eye, go on live your life
Sadgirl dont worry hold your head up high