Cry

[Intro]

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Yeah, yeah, look

[Verse 1]

I'm tired of drive-bys and niggas with no drive

That's down to ride and riot and bringin' down my environment

Can't walk to the store to buy vitamins

Without my iron and a fresh shirt that's ironed

'Cause if I'm dyin', then I'm flyin' in to heaven impressive

If it's my time, then at least wanna look good in my hood

The same colors that the signs is

The ones that leave your sister cryin' wit' your mother

Aunt, pops and brother, see, when I leave the house

I make I sure tell 'em I love ya, remember I was nine or ten

I wouldn't even say that I liked 'em

'Cause my parents would say they'd love one and other

Then fight again, confused

Eight-year-old me with a knife in hand

Her throat in his, she ain't innocent either

Life'll teach you, you should never try to fight a man

Where do I begin to tell you why I'm gettin' high again?

Why I'm fuckin' cryin' again?

Young, thinkin' about killin' 'em both to stop the violence, man

Fuck

[Chorus]

I look good, but I'm not okay

When you livin' in a hood where them shots gon' spray

Where your house not a home, dawg, you lose your soul

As a boy, they tell you it's not okay to cry

To cry (Ayy)

[Verse 2]

Cops, guns drawn, front lawn

Pointed at my pops and moms, what's goin' on?

Not no gang shit, violent domestic calls

Neighbors done heard it all

Late night in my room sad, wipin' tears on my durag

Cops askin' "Which out of the two had who hands on who first?"

"Officer, I have no idea, this flu hurt

I been sleep this whole time, that's why I'm cryin'"

They know that I'm lyin', they already don't care

And feel like I been wastin' they time

So they leave my bedroom, convict my moms for the crime

I know she felt betrayed, it was all in her eyes

My father had scars, but she thought that I chose no sides

But matter fact, I chose both sides, 'cause I chose none

But trust me, I done seen everything that y'all both done

But out of all that I've seen whether nightmare or dream

The one that hurt most, was your son

Fuck

[Chorus]

I look good, but I'm not okay

When you livin' in a hood where them shots gon' spray

Where your house not a home, dawg, you lose your soul

As a boy, they tell you it's not okay to cry

To cry (Ayy)