Crying

When im sad
I dont talk to nobody
I be all by myself
When im crying
Looking at my watch like
Dam is it my time yet
Ayyyyy

Down on my dick
I done been there
Dont confuse
Business with friendship
Ninety-nine problems
Nobody to fix it
Fake love
Got me keeping my distance
They dont know
The definition of loyalty
I cant let another man
Take credit for my royalties
One day I wanna create
Another me
I put dick in her ovaries
At the right time hopefully
Wasnt my choice
When she got that abortion
Been through it twice
So I kill my emotions
Looking for joy in something
To keep on going
My mind fucked up
And my heart thats gone
Feeling empty
I can fill a enemy up with holes
I aint pimping but
I should cause
All these bitches is hoes
On my ten in these streets
Because anything goes
Friends become foes
My back door closed
I was getting numb to the pain
By the second
Make your chance count
You dont always get a second one
I want a bad bitch
But I really need a better one
I need another strap so
Lemme know who selling one
Get get
Getting rich on the regular
On the road
Turn the car into nebula
Use a scale
More then I use a spatula
Looking at my pictures
See the before and after
You aint see me at the club
I was trappin
Called me a hater
For an opinion I was having
Success
They dont want me to have it
Feel like the
hole worlds against you
In this rap shit
They wanna see me dead
Or Broke like the past tense
So I aint got no love
When I pack clips
I said
They wanna see me dead
Or Broke like the past tense
So I aint got no love
When I pack clips

When im sad
I dont talk to nobody
I be all by myself
When im crying
Looking at my watch like
Dam is it my time yet
Ayyyyy



Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Wallace Iii
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