"Cry Like This" lyrics
I swear
This rap money
Losing cash and get back money
Got wings on my back ain't that funny?
Never thought I would fly like this
Never thought I could try like this
Rap money
Losing cash and get back money
Got wings on my back ain't that funny?
Never thought I would fly like this
Never thought I could cry like this
I never got into rap for record sales
Producers only care about the credit it hurt my heart for real
Rappers only care if you lit
I fell victim to dickriding, act like a bitch
Then I'mma fuck you
(Yeeaah)
What's your ammo?
I look myself in the mirror with a pistol
Slowly dying in this world waiting for a hit
Chasing hits like crack, the dealer coming back
Wheres the love?
Before we make music, where's my hug?
Visions of the past keep me rolling around
Chin up face forward I'm not debating no opinions
I'm moving forward
Call of Duty lifestyle go to war with everybody
All these life zombies, I'm aiming for you
Not training with you
Walking past the ocean, it's just houses
Fuck your accountant
I'm swim from the ocean to the mountains
Obi Wan Kenobi
Yeah you gotta show me
Lucasfilms we outside on the same block
Yeah you know me
I know you know me
Remember I was the same nigga asking you to show me
Now I got my own stash
Now I got my own pad
Thinking back
My brother I'm used to choosing
Now I sit back when I rap thinking about who losing (fuck)
Fuck the money I was running away from the pain
Couldn't go back home I done seen some things
I don't trust nobody, shit, its whatever change
This gangster shit is lame
Living a lie
Man what the fuck is a last name
The system put me through pain
But they never cared, critical Based theory
Yeah, I'm right here
I said some things that will make you get scared
When the lights turn off and the shops close
When the rent too high
Put the smoke to your dome
Think about it who's home
Lawn gnomes in the front yard but no lights is on
Merry Christmas
I know Lil B
(Hello)
This rap money
Losing cash and get back money
Got wings on my back ain't that funny?
Never thought I would fly like this
Never thought I could try like this
Rap money
Losing cash and get back money
Got wings on my back ain't that funny?
Never thought I would fly like this
Never thought I could cry like this
I never got into rap for record sales
Producers only care about the credit it hurt my heart for real
Rappers only care if you lit
I fell victim to dickriding, act like a bitch
Then I'mma fuck you
(Yeeaah)
What's your ammo?
I look myself in the mirror with a pistol
Slowly dying in this world waiting for a hit
Chasing hits like crack, the dealer coming back
Wheres the love?
Before we make music, where's my hug?
Visions of the past keep me rolling around
Chin up face forward I'm not debating no opinions
I'm moving forward
Call of Duty lifestyle go to war with everybody
All these life zombies, I'm aiming for you
Not training with you
Walking past the ocean, it's just houses
Fuck your accountant
I'm swim from the ocean to the mountains
Obi Wan Kenobi
Yeah you gotta show me
Lucasfilms we outside on the same block
Yeah you know me
I know you know me
Remember I was the same nigga asking you to show me
Now I got my own stash
Now I got my own pad
Thinking back
My brother I'm used to choosing
Now I sit back when I rap thinking about who losing (fuck)
Fuck the money I was running away from the pain
Couldn't go back home I done seen some things
I don't trust nobody, shit, its whatever change
This gangster shit is lame
Living a lie
Man what the fuck is a last name
The system put me through pain
But they never cared, critical Based theory
Yeah, I'm right here
I said some things that will make you get scared
When the lights turn off and the shops close
When the rent too high
Put the smoke to your dome
Think about it who's home
Lawn gnomes in the front yard but no lights is on
Merry Christmas
I know Lil B
(Hello)
