Thug Cry
He just got a call that his brother was in a shootout
His girlfriend was hiding a baby he never knew 'bout
He got his own son how the fuck he gon' feed two mouths?
My nigga, wipe your eyes, you can't let 'em see a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
He just tryna survive
He's so tired of people telling him lies
He a killa, can't look him in his eyes
Black mask creepin' with a disguise
Man down
Ain't no question, that nigga kill for a couple pounds
Like train that they doing drills on his side of town
Coupe black and yellow, he keepin' still when he ridin' round
Bought a mellow yellow, fill it with lean, then it's goin' down
The opps blowin' his phone up, saying popout, you scared, nigga?
When I catch you, you gon' die, got money on your head, nigga
He replied "I'm out here, ain't hidin', ain't scared
If there's money on my head, then why the fuck I ain't dead, nigga?"
Beefin' with the same niggas since he was thirteen
Bodies droppin', 'nother homicide on a murder scene
Even the kids gangbanging, they don't know what it mean
Fuck a nine to five, either rob a nigga or serve the feens
He committed a robbery yesterday, but he don't remember
'Cause he popped a bean
Down bad and his family strugglin' everyday, no time for dreams
Shot caller, 10 years, crip rolling 60's, he gotta feed the team
He bang blue
Never hesitate to paint the city red, 'cause he need the green
Now it's time to pick his brother up from school
Thanking god earlier, he ain't get here with a tool
He tries to teach his brother everyday on how to move
But on this day, the opposition had a point to prove (nah)
He seen them sprint a block
They let out seven shots
He got hit in his shoulder, one in his hand, another in his thigh
That nigga looked to the side
How the fuck I let my brother die?
My nigga, wipe your eyes, you can't let 'em see a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
He tryna survive
He's so tired of people telling him lies
He a killa, can't look him in his eyes
Black mask creepin' with a disguise
Man down
His girlfriend was hiding a baby he never knew 'bout
He got his own son how the fuck he gon' feed two mouths?
My nigga, wipe your eyes, you can't let 'em see a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
He just tryna survive
He's so tired of people telling him lies
He a killa, can't look him in his eyes
Black mask creepin' with a disguise
Man down
Ain't no question, that nigga kill for a couple pounds
Like train that they doing drills on his side of town
Coupe black and yellow, he keepin' still when he ridin' round
Bought a mellow yellow, fill it with lean, then it's goin' down
The opps blowin' his phone up, saying popout, you scared, nigga?
When I catch you, you gon' die, got money on your head, nigga
He replied "I'm out here, ain't hidin', ain't scared
If there's money on my head, then why the fuck I ain't dead, nigga?"
Beefin' with the same niggas since he was thirteen
Bodies droppin', 'nother homicide on a murder scene
Even the kids gangbanging, they don't know what it mean
Fuck a nine to five, either rob a nigga or serve the feens
He committed a robbery yesterday, but he don't remember
'Cause he popped a bean
Down bad and his family strugglin' everyday, no time for dreams
Shot caller, 10 years, crip rolling 60's, he gotta feed the team
He bang blue
Never hesitate to paint the city red, 'cause he need the green
Now it's time to pick his brother up from school
Thanking god earlier, he ain't get here with a tool
He tries to teach his brother everyday on how to move
But on this day, the opposition had a point to prove (nah)
He seen them sprint a block
They let out seven shots
He got hit in his shoulder, one in his hand, another in his thigh
That nigga looked to the side
How the fuck I let my brother die?
My nigga, wipe your eyes, you can't let 'em see a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
You lookin' in a thug eyes
It's a funeral let the doves fly
This is when a thug cry
He tryna survive
He's so tired of people telling him lies
He a killa, can't look him in his eyes
Black mask creepin' with a disguise
Man down
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Writer(s): Tevin Revell, Kee Vin Lewis
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