Song Cry Lyrics

I Don't got no tears in me that be coming down my eyes

So I gotta make this song cry

And I been fighting years, there ant no love when I got that time

So I had to cut the soul ties

Since a youngin always stay down

Treat the city like my plan ground, yea

Now we running to the bank now

We getting money for the pain now, yea

Devil on my shoulder I been talking to the dead

Fully loaded klip, and I keep one up in the head

Bodies on the corner, think another dead

He got drilled by a shotta think he owed a nigga bread

This Hennessy ant working, this shit got my feelings

Clutching on this hammer, got me thinking I should drill em

Came up from the mud, I don't think you know the feeling

When you see finally see a nigga and you know you tryna kill 'em

I pour my demons in a cup, and mix that shit up with lean

Roll another blunt, I'm breaking Ops up with the weed

My brother didn't even get the chance to go and live is dream

Now I gotta bring a bottle and some flowers when I see em

Fuck'd up from bi-polar, feeling anger and depression

Been thru hell and back so I be tryna count my blessings

Grew up as a problem, started manifesting

But I can even lie I'll prob die from all this stressing

Fuck'd up from bi-polar, feeling anger and depression

Been thru hell and back so I be tryna count my blessings

Grew up as a problem, started manifesting

But I can't even lie I'll prob die from all this stressing

I Don't got no tears in me that be coming down my eyes

So I gotta make this song cry

And I been fighting years, there ant no love when I got that time

So I had to cut the soul ties

Since a youngin always stay down

Treat the city like my plan ground, yea

Now we running to the bank now

We getting money for the pain now, yea