Stop Crying

Stop that crying lets go slide for your brother
When we was broke yeah, we only had each other
We in the streets like we didn't have a mother
I tote this heat yeah I gotta keep it under
They took her son she could never recover
They switching sides when it rain and thunder
Free all my shooters lock away in them jumpers
I pressed five every time I see that number

When I heard them sirens
I pictured mama crying
Tell myself I'm wylin I ain't getting out
How you say you great but you chilling on the couch
How you say you street but I heard you ran your mouth
You lying through your teeth
Saying you want beef
We pop up on your street
We leave you on the street
We gon slide yeah we lurking
Homicides we purging
Hit em in his leg, now that nigga durfing
Yeah I get the bag I ain't talking Birkin
He gon need nurse he gon need a hearse
He say he need a verse I heard he the worst
He was dissing on the guys, we did his ass the worst
And I'm hanging with them demons and I think that I'm cursed
Stop that crying slide for ya brother
And we slide on them Blocks last time he was a runner
She say that she loves me but baby not my lover

Stop that crying lets go slide for your brother
When we was broke yeah, we only had each other
We in the streets like we didn't have a mother
I tote this heat yeah I gotta keep it under
They took her son she could never recover
They switching sides when it rain and thunder
Free all my shooters lock away in them jumpers
I pressed five every time I see that number

When I heard them sirens
I pictured mama crying
Tell myself I'm wylin I ain't getting out
How you say you great but you chilling on the couch
How you say you street but I heard you ran your mouth



Credits
Writer(s): Kawhy Not
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