"Sad Song" lyrics

She said she don't like my music
She wanna turn up and dance
She want that New York, that uh, uh, uh
Well give me a chance
'Cause I can do shit like that (Facts)
Even though that's not me
I like that drill shit too, it's Brooklyn, baby, let me rap off beat

You want that boom, boom, boom
Baby, I wanna sing
I like that John Mayer, that six string, that...
But that's not your speed, baby
How 'bout some keys, baby?

Oh, I think that's nice
Is it that shit you like
Or you want that down home in Alabama? Baby, how's that feel?
Wait, I forgot the steal

All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club, dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs
All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club, dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs

So if I'd just be me and say fuck a genre, would you love me then?
Or do I need to be this specific person with specific music so I could fit in?
Say I do that
And I talk my shit
I'd probably piss somebody off and burn a bridge
But I don't care sometimes, no, don't care sometimes, no
It's been lonely nights, oh, been lonely nights, oh
Ever since you left me and you ain't been by my side
You been dancing in the club with these other fucking guys

All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club, dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs
All she wanna do is dance, dance in the club, dance, dance in the club
And she doesn't want no sad songs
But all I make is sad songs

All I make is sad songs
I can do it all

All I wanna do is dance, dance in the club, dance, dance in the club
And I don't want no sad songs
But all he make is sad songs