Lyrics:
by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
Here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm crying
So good to you why?, Yo! Question to you why?
The wing to your fly, bone to your high
The dirt dog, I be the God
The tear to your cry, I drop in
When I'm gone
On my judgment day
Please put a jukebox upon my grave
Don't want no headstone
No cold tears
Just a jukebox to say
A music man
don't tear
This is the cheers to the mean of the year
Selling here, spilling beer but don't ever fucking fear
Chilling with your bitch, she was chilling
the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy
Sitting all alone
Waiting by the phone
But he don't ever call
No, he don't know about love at all
I know just where he's been
Shined on rum
Drops by to say hello
Would I still see
Suspicion in your eyes?
But
Here we go again
Asking where I've been;
And you can't see these tears are
the blunts
Nobody drop the trees or they fronts
Meet on the roof look off the front play low
Watch out for po-po that's how it go
Three in the whip, we not
screamin', and cryin', but
Not a drop of a tear, didn't know how to feel, I was numb
When I watched you fade away
And I turned my head and closed my eyes
ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier than Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you safe 'cause you moved out the hood
'Cause ya mama
Weeping rose of Jeremiah
Drops of blood drip off your petals
Representing all our tears
In a ring of burning metal
How you gonna be, what you gonna say,
Hold on
Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
It'll get better
Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
When this whole beat drop we just
Tear drop heart stopped
My mind I lost the plot
Can't talk on what I got
Cos I really don't have a lot
I don't have friends that care
When I'm in my
Weeping rose of Jeremiah
Drops of blood drip off your petals
Representing all our tears
In a ring of burning metal
How you gonna be, what you gonna say,
I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these g-damn food stamps don't buy diapers
Adidas
I'm straight off the heater ripping needles off the meter
Here I go, flip my flow
Back it up then I drop it low
It's a must cause I'm dangerous
you'll wind up with a broken heart,
Think of me when the tear drops start,
Bye bye, little girl, bye bye!
Bye bye bye, little girl . . .
Bye bye,
Hold on
Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby
It'll get better
Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style
When this whole beat drop we just
Judging by my steel, I got something to do here
Give up the money or the angel cries two tears
Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year
Bratt!
to run - but that drop would get anyone
one big tear comes floating by
I tried to run - but that drop would get anyone
and here we are stuck in the tear
slappin' this song, they say I'm wrong
'Cause I be poppin' it at these hoes, fo' tears when I'm off patron
Sucker repellent cologne I put on, when I leave my
Yeah
I don't know shit, but I act so but I act so
Watching chimneys blowing out their smoke
Rocking back and forth, right now real slow
Tear drops
faucets that weep
Hot tears splash against the shower floor
And I stand in the steam as if inside a dream
I can see her again by the sink
From behind
as it sounds
Dudey, I drop a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
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