| Sometimes I cry yo
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| My eyes ain’t always dry yo
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| I feel like only god knows
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| What I live for what Ill die for
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| But uh sometimes I cry homie
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| I ain’t trying to get you to cry for me
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| I ain’t trying to give you no sob story
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| But the sun don’t always shine on me
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| And uh that agony hurts
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| Will I lose hope or sanity first?
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| Hold my head up to keep the tears from falling
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| But that ain’t how gravity works
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| And uh Im losing my way
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| But I try not to be losing my faith
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| My therapy is the music I make
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| Maybe you don’t feel me
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| Maybe you can relate but uh
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| Where do I begin?
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| I’m puzzled where do I fit in?
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| Can’t get a job, don’t wanna rob
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| And this rap game don’t care to let me in
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| Never had a pops never seen God
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| So how do I learn to be a better man?
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| I’ve just been feeling so Washington General
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| This game won’t never let me win
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| And uh, that agony hurts
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| Will I lose hope or sanity first?
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| Will I lose me or my family?
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| That’ll be worse
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| Is my whole family cursed?
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| And uh the answer’s yes
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| I’m trying to find answers to pass this test
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| I lost my way in a path of stress
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| I need to MapQuest me some happiness
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| Cause uh I’m fighting back tears
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| I’m losing the fight I’ve been fighting for years
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| My tears have been fighting
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| Mike Tyson when Tyson was near
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| His prime and I’m just fighting like Tyson
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| When Tyson was biting on ears
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| I’m the type of guy
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| That don’t like when I tear
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| I shy from the mirror
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| I hide my cry from my peers
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| Damn can I disappear?
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| I lost my mind see
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| Can y’all remind me who I am?
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| Before a nigger gone untimely
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| I’m lost come find me
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| I’m a walking zombie
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| Imagine if you was so fed up for real
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| It made you take to many medicine pills
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| But before you lay dead in your bed
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| The last words that you said in your head
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| Is I hope heaven is real
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| Sometimes I cry yo
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| My eyes ain’t always dry yo
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| I feel like only god knows
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| What I live for what Ill die for
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| But uh sometimes I cry homie
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| I ain’t trying to get you to cry for me
|
| I ain’t trying to give you no sob story
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| But the sun don’t always shine on me
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| And uh that agony hurts
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| Will I lose hope or sanity first?
|
| Hold my head up to keep the tears from falling
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| But that ain’t how gravity works
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| And uh Im losing my way
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| But I try not to be losing my faith
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| My therapy is the music I make
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| Maybe you don’t feel me
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| Maybe you can relate but uh
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| Let’s see, where to start?
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| A child is born, his parents part
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| Ways they left him scarred
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| Now on the beats he bears his heart and soul
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| I know I sense sometimes I’m wrong
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| But I’m after the cheese I put crack
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| In the streets kinda like potholes
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| When I’m wrong I own
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| Up to the shit I’m grown
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| A lot of niggas might be on different paragraphs
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| But on the same page I’m on
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| I struggle, I didn’t come from wealth
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| But still I’m tough as nails
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| Had to get money my fucking self
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| But I’m more concerned for my mother’s health
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| Calling me from the hospital bed
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| Telling me what the doctor just said
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| As she fight for her life
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| I wanna cry but I give her comfort instead
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| This life is cold at times no clothing line
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| Got a Colt designed to keep you warm
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| In these frozen times
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| The sun gotta work overtime
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| Can’t find peace then why can’t I
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| Get me a piece of this god damn pie
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| When I pray to God my eyes ain’t dry
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| If you say you don’t cry you a god damn liar
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| Try to escape my troubles
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| But every time I run away I stumble
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| Tears fall in streams interrupt my dreams
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| Wake up with my face in puddles
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| Sometimes I cry yo
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| My eyes ain’t always dry yo
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| I feel like only god knows
|
| What I live for what Ill die for
|
| But uh sometimes I cry homie
|
| I ain’t trying to get you to cry for me
|
| I ain’t trying to give you no sob story
|
| But the sun don’t always shine on me
|
| And uh that agony hurts
|
| Will I lose hope or sanity first?
|
| Hold my head up to keep the tears from falling
|
| But that ain’t how gravity works
|
| And uh Im losing my way
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| But I try not to be losing my faith
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| My therapy is the music I make
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| Maybe you don’t feel me
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| Maybe you can relate but uh |