Thug Cry Pt II Lyrics

Swear I remember all them times

Swear I be thinking about them times

Ohh

Swear I be thinking bout all the times the done let the thug cry

Ohhhh

Ohhh ohhhh

Woahhhhh woah

Said why they change on me

I been thinking bout all the times they done let the thug cry

When the judge ain't give me no bond i was traumatized

They tryna hit me wit felonies

But I know wrong from right

I can't fuck with niggas

Protect my back just like a porcupine

Shouts out my real thugs

Put your hand up if you tote that dye

I just wanna see you jump up and down

If you fuck with Fye

I know I'm blessed God love me

I'm no other guy

You know that this a real song

If I'm talking bout that thug cry

Soon as I got home rolled a backwood of the cherry pie

I put them on game I told them that boy a wise guy

I feel real good feel like I'm geeked up on WiFi

Niggas talk too much they talk to 12 turn them to tie die

Timmy Timmy Timmy Turner feel like I do magic

Ball like I play on Turner Field

4th Ward trapping

Swear I love my city only thing I don't like is our traffic

I just got a city girl she just brought me home a baddie

I been thinking bout all the times they done let the thug cry

When the judge ain't give me no bond i was traumatized

They tryna hit me wit felonies

But I know wrong from right

I can't fuck with niggas

Protect my back just like a porcupine

Shouts out my real thugs

Put your hand up if you tote that dye

I just wanna see you jump up and down

If you fuck with Fye

I know I'm blessed God love me

I'm no other guy

You know that this a real song

If I'm talking bout that thug cry

I swear I been thinking bout all the times they done let the thug cry

I been thinking bout all the times they done let the thug cry

They tried to throw me down and leave me out and hang me up to dry

Woah

They talking bout they got real love but I see the hate up in their eyes

They got hate up in their heart too

I been thinking bout all the times they done let the thug cry

When the judge ain't give me no bond i was traumatized

They tryna hit me wit felonies

But I know wrong from right

I can't fuck with niggas

Protect my back just like a porcupine

Shouts out my real thugs

Put your hand up if you tote that dye

I just wanna see you jump up and down

If you fuck with Fye

I know I'm blessed God love me

I'm no other guy

You know that this a real song

If I'm talking bout that thug cry