Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cry No More, artist - G Herbo.
Date of issue: 01.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cry No More |
Grrt, boom, boom |
Lil Tjay |
Oh, oh |
Uh |
Streets got 'em, ain’t no saving them boys |
Grandma tryna to pray to the Lord |
Raise hell if they take one of yours |
My lil shorty is gon' slide when he bored |
Lil nigga off the porch tryna score |
Took a loss and that hurt to the core |
Don’t matter how much drugs I did, how much weed I hit, how much lean I pour |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
Stood over bro on the floor dying |
Thinking homicide wasn’t no crying (Wasn't no crying) |
Hopped out glizzys,.40s, and 4−5s |
Looking for the killers, ain’t no time |
Remember we was drillin', oh what a feeling, we ain’t give a fuck about no time |
That was before time, run on a opp, now it’s yo time, clips was extended for |
showtime (Yeah) |
Woke up, hit bro line |
Back out in traffic before nine |
We loaded up, went on both sides (Both sides) |
It’s different phases, I did it perfect amazing |
Been on them bitches with no mask |
I saw him bail out headshot four times |
Baby momma fell on the floor crying |
Went on a hit, had to look before firing |
'Cause my auntie, she shop with they dope line |
Lost so many niggas when they died I ain’t even cry |
I ain’t even feel it, I can’t even lie |
Staying in my city I might end up a homicide |
Two gun cases 'cause I’m traumatized |
Plus the police wanna kill a nigga, I wonder why |
Bulletproof lac when I’m coming by (Aye, swerve) |
Ain’t no saving them boys, I’ma still be the one to try, hopefully ain’t gotta |
kill one of mine (Kill one of mine) |
Streets got 'em, ain’t no saving them boys |
Grandma tryna to pray to the Lord |
Raise hell if they take one of yours |
My lil shorty is gon' slide when he bored |
Lil nigga off the porch tryna score |
Took a loss and that hurt to the core |
Don’t matter how much drugs I did, how much weed I hit, how much lean I pour |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
If he talkin' out his mouth, break his jaw |
My fault for the fallen, I’ma pour |
Pain running through my body, can’t ignore |
Cold world got my heart so sore |
I ain’t tryna feel pain no more |
Can’t change, I’ma bang out for |
Why you tryna live the gang life for |
Don’t cap, this lane not yours |
I was a young nigga misled every day used to stay in the streets |
Hustling, I could’ve missed rap, but I rock every day of the week |
Nigga try me and get hit that |
Know my young niggas playing for keeps |
So you better off focusing instead |
Better not go that way, it get deep |
I dummy and busting this shit |
Till the point that a nigga can’t feel nothing |
Knew I was resisting unrest and I told all my shooters |
Hoping they go kill something |
I lost a couple of soldiers, I keep goin' on so no, I don’t feel nothing |
Crying, I’m lying, that steel drum |
We gon' spin through the ops and they still run |
Streets got 'em, ain’t no saving them boys |
Grandma tryna to pray to the Lord |
Raise hell if they take one of yours |
My lil shorty is gon' slide when he bored |
Lil nigga off the porch tryna score |
Took a loss and that hurt to the core |
Don’t matter how much drugs I did, how much weed I hit, how much lean I pour |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |
I don’t want to cry no more |