SONG CRY (INTRO) Lyrics

Uh, well this is me, nigga tryna find a way around

Tryna find the words, gotta figure out what to say now

I'm ready for this play now, we runnin' like some greyhounds

Niggas think it's a game, grown men in the playground

Fuck them face downs and chase downs, I'm laced now

That nigga lost his touch from the waist down, he weighed down

His father got caged down, mama had a break down

Niggas killed niggas from Los Angeles to Cape Town

But it's okay now, I'm following my dreams, man

You niggas better lay down, I'm about to break the scene, man

Wu-Tang Clan, niggas all about that cream, man

We gon' burn them all, you gon' need ya submarine, man

And I almost lost sight of my vision

But I ain't tryna buy time in prison

I just wanna make a living

It's time to get these streets crackin

And I ain't tryna find time with trappin

So I gotta make it rappin

You can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

Don't trust in the wrong guys

Trust in your own mind

they pluckin' your phone lines

He stuck on the wrong side

Now I'm tucked for a long time

You can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

Listen to your mind

He slipped on the wrong side, flipped on the wrong guy

Ticks on the phone line, he clipped for a long time

And sorry mama, I ain't pick up the phone

Ain't chillin' at home, I'm feelin' alone

But I'm healin' and I'm killin' these songs

Concealing my wrongs, want you to see the best of me

Cannot have you stressin' me, you're the one protectin' me

Police still oppressin' me, like they are obsessed with me

So I do not tell you right away when they arrested me

Story get modified, I don't really try to lie

At the same time, I don't wanna see my mama cry

Shit that have you traumatized, hard for you to summarize

Make a nigga wanna cry, barely look it in the eye

And my sister sent me a Bible to get me to read

My girl in SD still tryna get me to leave

Sometimes it's slippery for me

To feed the family, that's the mission for me

So when drop, hope they listen to me

Most of these niggas really fiction to me

Hate it or love it, there's no difference for me

It's ammunition for me

You need militias for me

You can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make this song cry

Don't trust in the wrong guys, trust in your own mind

They pluckin' your phone lines

He stuck on the wrong side

Nowtucked for a long time

You can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make this song cry

Listen to your mind, he slipped on the wrong side

Flipped on the wrong guys

Ticks on the phone line, now clipped for a long time

To everybody think that I feel distant

And I'm still trippin', I'm still spittin

Mind still clickin', monster rippin

If you call my phone, I still listen

If they on that negative shit, man, then I can't feel em

I can't hear em', I can't heal em

Not my children, migraine killin'

Tryna make millions

We both got our differences

But we still brothers, but I still love ya

Water over the bridge, we ain't holdin' no grudges

And that bullshit be killin' me slow

It really get old

This ain't high school, nigga, we really should grow

And I'd like to let my enemies know

This the peaceful rebel

But I'll still let my enemies go

These niggas never was a friend to me, bro

They be pretendin' they jokes

But they actin' like we kin and we folk

And now the recipe is gin and the dope

Niggas reelin' for hope, that shit will drown you

Ain't no stealing in the flow, I'm feelin' the goat

You can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make this song cry

Don't trust in the wrong guys, trust in your own mind

They pluckin' your phone lines

You stuck on the wrong side and I'm tucked for a long time

You can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make this song cry

Listen to your mind, he slipped on the wrong side

Flipped on the wrong guy

Ticks on the phone line, he clipped for a long time