But I Do Lyrics

And I ain't too proud to tell you that I cry sometimes, but I do And I ain't too proud

To tell you I get high sometimes, to get through And I ain't too proud to tell you that I lie

Sometimes, like fuck the truth And I ain't too proud to tell you that this pain don't hurt, cuz it do

A lot of pain, lot of pain Sheesh, I done witnessed a lot of things Damn, I probably drove my mom

Insane before I ever drove a car or board the plane Seem like they love you more when you fade to

Black I came through, they show me love, so I gave it back From the borough where niggas die

Try to make a stack I just pray to God when I leave that I make it back Damn, it's cold nights where I came

From I know niggas that owe life to the state, son Never comin' home, he just prayin' that his date come

Daughter turnin' twelve, she just tryin' cut the cake, son Damn, and shit real, you don't even know it

I probably cry, that's emotions, I don't need to show it I know niggas that be rollin' with their heaters

Smokin' window down, smokin' a pound in the heater smokin' Damn

And I ain't too proud to tell you that I cry sometimes, but I do And I ain't too proud to tell you I get high sometimes

To get through And I ain't too proud to tell you that I lie sometimes, like fuck the truth And I ain't too proud to tell you that this pain don't hurt, cuz it do

Up top, I was waitin' for my date to come And every visit, I was waitin' for my bae to come But it seemed like she could never make it, son

But she had enough time to fuck around and make a son COs on my back, my mans is turning hat My younger boy just took a plate, my older man just got clapped

I tell my homies to tilt hats, so they can make it back And be on point in the joint, cuz most these niggas is rats

Damn, I'm livin' off the land, I get it how I can I get boxin' from the kings and bud from my mans I move a couple grams, my hands in my pants

Grippin' the Mac-11, I use the top of the can If they ever catch me slippin, I be sure to get them rippin' Never been a Michael Jordan, but shoot like I'm Scottie Pippen

It's a fact that I'ma rip him, cuz I ain't goin' home lookin' like I was a victim, nah, never that though

And I ain't too proud to tell you that I cry sometimes, but I do And I ain't too proud to tell you I get high sometimes, to get through

And I ain't too proud to tell you that I lie sometimes, like fuck the truth And I ain't too proud to tell him that this pain don't hurt, cuz it do

Yeah right, rest in peace to my pops, man Sometime they can go through shit, you don't know what they gon' go through, but I remain strong