Wait Cry Out
Yep, Wait. Cry out. Lisha
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Everyday I wish that, that I could leave
Leave mentally, away from things
You just don't know what I've been through, so it seems
That is greater on my side, looks can deceive
Went through the pain, stuck in the rain
Where friends was at?
Nowhere to be found, fuck em'
Been out on the streets at one point
Pulled out on bro at gun point
Get the ducking and dodging trynna get away
In hopes he'll allow you to see another day
This wasn't a movie, this is real rap
In the streets out here you get peeled back
Slim always talking out his neck
Asking for a chick to get g check
No talking after that, you know
No games my dude, this ain't a peep show
One Phone call away to my broski
He'll handle it straight, no emoji huhh
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Cry out
Cry out
Cry out
Cry out
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Everyday I wish that, that I could leave
Leave mentally, away from things
You just don't know what I've been through, so it seems
That is greater on my side, looks can deceive
Went through the pain, stuck in the rain
Where friends was at?
Nowhere to be found, fuck em'
Been out on the streets at one point
Pulled out on bro at gun point
Get the ducking and dodging trynna get away
In hopes he'll allow you to see another day
This wasn't a movie, this is real rap
In the streets out here you get peeled back
Slim always talking out his neck
Asking for a chick to get g check
No talking after that, you know
No games my dude, this ain't a peep show
One Phone call away to my broski
He'll handle it straight, no emoji huhh
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Why you niggas trynna weigh me down?
Won't take no more, just ain't my style
Keep standing tall, look at me now
It's way too late for you to cry out
Cry out
Cry out
Cry out
Cry out
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Writer(s): Kelisha Grant
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