Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thug Cry , by - Rick Ross. Release date: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thug Cry |
| I just wanna be the one |
| I just wanna be the one you love |
| I just wanna be the one you run to when you’re down |
| I just wanna, I just wanna fly |
| I’m a show you tonight |
| That I’m a put it on you baby |
| Take you past the sky… |
| Wake up in the world and I’m just another nigga |
| Call it public housing when you next door to the killers |
| On them corners it gets better as you go |
| Grind that motherfucker 'till it’s yellow brick road |
| Free as a bird, spoken word in my verse |
| On my knees praying, niggas shooting in the church |
| Wake up out my sleep in another cold sweat |
| I lived on Billboard, where the fuck to go next? |
| Go against the odds, youngin' go and get a job |
| Another country boy they want back on the farm |
| So far from my goals but I’m close to my kids |
| Gon' cry for Mac Dre throwing up the Thizz |
| Well let me light one for my problems |
| Smoking on that loud, pumping up that volume |
| Get it cracking like an eggshell in this motherfucker make omelettes |
| Get a bad bitch that posts up like comments |
| They don’t know what I been through, don’t know what I’m going through |
| As long as I get through that’s what I look forward to |
| Richer than a bitch but still I can’t afford to |
| Let these niggas play with me need to be remorseful |
| I swear I got that silencer on that Mac 9 and I kill these niggas with silence |
| My head stay in the clouds, I really feel like a giant |
| Can’t trust none of these niggas, I murk one of these niggas |
| Then bury one of these niggas, still got dirt under my fingers, that |
| Ain’t a threat that’s a bet cause they coming at my neck like the best a man |
| can get |
| To make a long story short I need a shoulder because the devil on one |
| The other one I’m looking over |
| Tunechi… |
| Niggas hating like it’s Salt Lake City |
| No tints on that pretty ass Bentley |
| Want you to know that them comments don’t offend me |
| Cause your baby mama so friendly |
| I proceed with the plan, weed in my hand |
| Ciroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan |
| Money over bitches, first nigga with a wraith |
| Double M, we handle business |
| Cause them niggas getting raped |
| Go get the yellow tape, it’s well orchestrated |
| 200 acres estates, a young nigga made it |
| Came from the hood, ain’t nothing changed |
| Still lemon pepper on my motherfucking wings |
| Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry? |