T.H.U.G. CRY ft. DUB Lyrics

I knew this one kid that was ballin, trap jumpin'

Some how he fell off like the trampoline broke on him

Word in the hood that somebody laced the blunt on him

Now they talk about him you know laugh and crack jokes on him

Those that love him keep him fed and put clothes on him

These ain't just apartments, it's a zoo in here

Lions, tigers, snakes, bears, even wolves in here

Couple sheep, rapid gunfire, make it hard to sleep, we still love it

Cause this what we call home, we make the best of it

It's where drunks sit around popping cans,

Talking about what they should've and they could've had

Money that they used to have

But couldn't bring it to their future, lost it in their past

And they crack a joke and laugh, that straight drop do a fiend so bad

Kids hooping on baskets, flipping on pissy mattresses

Pimps are movie directors, prostitutes are actresses

Boy, this hood is some backwards ass shit

I just told you all that just so you can get this

The hood is all good for nobody, so before you go trying to be gang gang,

Just don't say a name, name when they come and snatch you for that chain gang

Take your time and brace for it, if not, your mama hoe gets sprayed for it,

Your relatives will pay for it

Couple more bodies added to the graveyard, and you might not make it off that state yard

So stay in school, show up to practice on time so you can play more

And try to get all A's on that report card, if not,

Fucking jump that fence and go forward and show chance, blow it

I know the hood get tricky, my nigga

I know you only see the small picture, but believe me, that picture get bigger

You can board a bluebird once, or you can board jets forever

And go places that you ain't never seen, that you wouldn't even believe

But all you gotta do is just leave

I know it gets scary, nigga, breathe

It's only way about this, bitch, and you gotta think your way about this shit