River of Tears Lyrics

River of tears, what the

What the fuck you even taking pills for?

N**** what the fuck you even taking pills for?

Dog died n****, river of tears

I would give up the car, the designer

And all of the jewelry to see you here

When my dog died n****, swear I cried me a river of tears

(Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

When my dog died n****, swear I cried me a river of tears

I would give up the car, give up designer and jewelry to see you here

Don't you remember?

We was just rolling the blunt, making some dope disappear

Now, I got too many bitches and too many bottles

And all of them hiding my fears

When my dog died n****, swear I cried me a river of tears

And I would give anything I have to have you right here

You was my right hand, my main

Held me down when I was insane

Run up on us, you gon' feel pain

Shit ain't the same

'Member them bitches pulled up on us?

They tried to play you because of your size

Told them bitches, "Hop inside"

We about to take a ride

I don' told 'em it was your whip

And I don't know why you lettin' me drive

Two hundred miles the dashboard

We gon' make these bitches come alive (Skrt)

Told me to hop on the stage and I'd be amazing, and boy you was right

Now, when I hop on the stage

I feel played 'cause, you ain't nowhere in sight

Then you told me keep my voice this raspy

And bitches gon' wanna come ride my dick

That was 2014, now they hearing me and say I sound like Roddy Ricch

What the fuck you even taking pills for?

Don't you know that that's that type of shit that kill folks

When they'd talk you wouldn't listen, when I said it you'd hear it more

Your pops told me I was your motherfuckin' hero

So, when my dog died n****, swear I cried me a river of tears

I would give up the car, give up designer and jewelry to see you here

Don't you remember?

We was just rolling the blunt, making some dope disappear

Now, I got too many bitches and too many bottles

And all of them hiding my fears

When my dog died n****, swear I cried me a river of tears

And I would give anything I have to have you right here

You was my right hand, my main

Held me down when I was insane

Run up on us, you gone feel pain

Shit ain't the same

'Member you put a hundred on that table flat? (That table flat)

I'm like, "What the fuck am I about to do with that?"

(What the fuck am I gon' do with that?)

He said, "Go and buy that auto-tune and sing your ass off"

"And I don't want it back whenever your shit blast off"

And I had a couple bitches, I let you get your smash off

Your pops came down but he ain't never know that we was mad sauced

And fuck them n***** that was hatin' on you, swear to God they was mad soft

I done fuck all they bitches

I don' cut 'em so deep, now I'm finna go add salt

Yeah, I'm a asshole

Yeah, I been asshole

Ever since you died it's 'bout that cash flow

Ever since you died it's 'bout that cash flow

That cash flow yeah, yeah

(When my dog died n****, swear I cried me a river of tears)

(I don't wanna sing this song no more, man, this shit 'bouta bring me to tears)

(I just wanna sip a bottle, pop a model, remember the years, I just)