Boys Don't Cry
Since I was a young nigga
They said, "Boys don't cry"
So I carry all this pain
As the days go by
Never let a tear drop
'Cause that'd show 'em that you're weakened
Bro had told me, "Keep it solid"
He ain't practise what he preach
I can never fall in love with you
I'm so sorry
If I get comfortable, you might scar me
I know you want my trust
But I'm sorry, you can't have it
It's like giving you the knife
That you gon' stab me in my back with
All this pain
I'm immune to that
Drugs
I'm abusing that
Smile like I'm fine
But my sanity
I'm losing that
I've been tryna keep my head
I could never fall in love
'Cause my heart too scared
And I've been lucid dreaming like I'm Juice
Stomp my pain out in the booth
Keep it real, they call you fake
'Cause snakes don't like to hear the truth
Always thought you kept it solid
But your love was never true
'Cause that shit you did to me
I'd never do that shit to you
Mama said it's gon' be alright
Baby boy, you strong, right?
God, them feelings tough
I feel like Bruce
I seen some dark nights
Niggas sending shots
I ain't run away from none of 'em
Last name Khalid
Tell them niggas, "Send another one"
Niggas
I ain't trusting them
Bitches
I ain't loving them
'Cause they are up and leaving
Swear that you ain't get enough of 'em
Day ones with me
Only ones who had accepted me
I wish the best for those who want the best for me
Since I was a young nigga
They said, "Boys don't cry"
So I carry all this pain
As the days go by
Never let a tear drop
'Cause that'd show 'em that you're weakened
Bro had told me, "Keep it solid"
He ain't practise what he preach
I can never fall in love with you
I'm so sorry
If I get comfortable, you might scar me
I know you want my trust
But I'm sorry, you can't have it
It's like giving you the knife
That you gon' stab me in my back with
Bottled up emotions got my head spinning
When you see the whole team winning
That's the best feeling
People love to talk
And they do everything except listen
You settle for crumbs
I need a loaf
I guess we bred different
I really thought you was my brother
I was dead wrong
Heart got a headstone
Only time I feel like I'm at peace
Is with my headphones on
And writing songs made me feel free
In my feelings while I'm fucking up this beat
Aye, baby girl special
She ain't recognise her worth
All that money that he spent on you
Won't cover up your hurt
Shawty book smart, hella bad
I just think it's hella sad
Out looking for love
You ain't gon' find it in no Birkin bag
Funny how a little bit of change
Really change niggas
Everybody got a good heart
'Til the pain get 'em
Coupled with the cookie packs
Hennessy and pain killers
I just know I'll lead us out, the real nigga
Since I was a young nigga
They said, "Boys don't cry"
So I carry all this pain
As the days go by
Never let a tear drop
'Cause that'd show 'em that you're weakened
Bro had told me, "Keep it solid"
He ain't practise what he preach
I can never fall in love with you
I'm so sorry
If I get comfortable, you might scar me
I know you want my trust
But I'm sorry, you can't have it
It's like giving you the knife
That you gon' stab me in my back with
They said, "Boys don't cry"
So I carry all this pain
As the days go by
Never let a tear drop
'Cause that'd show 'em that you're weakened
Bro had told me, "Keep it solid"
He ain't practise what he preach
I can never fall in love with you
I'm so sorry
If I get comfortable, you might scar me
I know you want my trust
But I'm sorry, you can't have it
It's like giving you the knife
That you gon' stab me in my back with
All this pain
I'm immune to that
Drugs
I'm abusing that
Smile like I'm fine
But my sanity
I'm losing that
I've been tryna keep my head
I could never fall in love
'Cause my heart too scared
And I've been lucid dreaming like I'm Juice
Stomp my pain out in the booth
Keep it real, they call you fake
'Cause snakes don't like to hear the truth
Always thought you kept it solid
But your love was never true
'Cause that shit you did to me
I'd never do that shit to you
Mama said it's gon' be alright
Baby boy, you strong, right?
God, them feelings tough
I feel like Bruce
I seen some dark nights
Niggas sending shots
I ain't run away from none of 'em
Last name Khalid
Tell them niggas, "Send another one"
Niggas
I ain't trusting them
Bitches
I ain't loving them
'Cause they are up and leaving
Swear that you ain't get enough of 'em
Day ones with me
Only ones who had accepted me
I wish the best for those who want the best for me
Since I was a young nigga
They said, "Boys don't cry"
So I carry all this pain
As the days go by
Never let a tear drop
'Cause that'd show 'em that you're weakened
Bro had told me, "Keep it solid"
He ain't practise what he preach
I can never fall in love with you
I'm so sorry
If I get comfortable, you might scar me
I know you want my trust
But I'm sorry, you can't have it
It's like giving you the knife
That you gon' stab me in my back with
Bottled up emotions got my head spinning
When you see the whole team winning
That's the best feeling
People love to talk
And they do everything except listen
You settle for crumbs
I need a loaf
I guess we bred different
I really thought you was my brother
I was dead wrong
Heart got a headstone
Only time I feel like I'm at peace
Is with my headphones on
And writing songs made me feel free
In my feelings while I'm fucking up this beat
Aye, baby girl special
She ain't recognise her worth
All that money that he spent on you
Won't cover up your hurt
Shawty book smart, hella bad
I just think it's hella sad
Out looking for love
You ain't gon' find it in no Birkin bag
Funny how a little bit of change
Really change niggas
Everybody got a good heart
'Til the pain get 'em
Coupled with the cookie packs
Hennessy and pain killers
I just know I'll lead us out, the real nigga
Since I was a young nigga
They said, "Boys don't cry"
So I carry all this pain
As the days go by
Never let a tear drop
'Cause that'd show 'em that you're weakened
Bro had told me, "Keep it solid"
He ain't practise what he preach
I can never fall in love with you
I'm so sorry
If I get comfortable, you might scar me
I know you want my trust
But I'm sorry, you can't have it
It's like giving you the knife
That you gon' stab me in my back with
Credits
Writer(s): Aria Izadpanah, Kenyatta Fudge
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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