This is the story of a little sad girl
Who made something out of nothing in a sad world
Her papi mowed laws, just enough to get by
It's okay my little Mija, he would say when she would cry
Mami couldn't care, she was pregnant all the time
So Mija had to be a woman, she was only nine
Raising all her sisters, Hail Mary she would pray
In and out of different schools fighting every other day
And her homegirls were busy, having 3 or 4 babies 
And we could pay the rent
But Mija was different, the life they were living 
Just really didn't make no sense
'Cos deep in the valley, they say there are pockets at night
You should never go
But for Mija this was a place called home 
Because it's all that she's ever knows

Sad girl don't ever feel alone, I sing you this song
Sad girl, I know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sad girl, don't cry just dry your eyes, go on live your life
Sad girl, don't worry hold your head up high

Nothing don't change growing up and being poor
Wondering if you'll ever be rich and seeing more than
Broken down cars in the yards of gangzones 
And broken shattered windows looking into broken homes
But Mija was a rose and she knew it from the start
And she had a voice 'cos she was speaking from the heart
She dropped outta school to make this music dream real
Through the corny girl groups and all the shady deals
'Cos it's hard to be a sad girl in a mans world 
With a big booty and brains
And I gotta stay strong, represent where I'm from 
And be proud of my family name
'Cos 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 
'Cos it's all that I've ever known

Sad girl, don't ever feel alone, I sing you this song
Sad girl, I know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sad girl, don't cry just dry your eye, go on live your life
Sad girl, don't worry hold your head up high

Dios te salve Maria, llena eres de gracua el senor es
Contigo, bendita tu eres entre toda las mujeres y bendito
Es el de tu vientre Jesus. Santa Maria madra de Dios ruega por nuestros
Pecadores ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte, amen

Sad girl, don't ever feel alone, I sing you this song
Sad girl, I know these streets are mean, hang on to your dream
Sad girl, don't cry just dry your eyes, go on live your life
Sad girl, don't worry hold your head up high
Sad girl, just hold it up, Mija