Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Cry, artist - Rick Ross.
Date of issue: 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? |