Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Song Cry , by - Stana. Release date: 02.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song Cry |
| And I don’t cry no more |
| Real talk, don’t look up to the sky no more |
| I’m cold like ice, you know |
| No M.O.P but I don’t live that life of crime |
| Once upon a time yeah that was my life |
| Uh, I’m rapping for my life take that literal (Please!) |
| I ain’t accomplished nothing as a criminal (Not a thing!) |
| I’m 30 years of age and I’m ashamed |
| Cause these youngers shout my name like i’m invisible |
| But I ain’t done a thing, not a thing at all |
| But waste my time behind them prison walls |
| That’s the minimal, of what my pistol caused |
| Cause I weren’t even there to see my kiddies born (my boys) |
| Had to hear them talk through prison calls |
| See them walk in visit halls, photo’s on my picture board |
| Reminding me that I missed it all |
| Birthdays were the worst days, I was miserable playing Biggie Smalls |
| Me and wifey couldn’t get a long so I quit the rules, once (??) |
| Can’t dwell on it, cause life goes on |
| Who am I to be critical? |
| My loves unconditional, God knows that my hearts pure |
| My two sons and my daughter, are the reason what I go hard for |
| Tryna make it to a better place so I’m booking out studio every day |
| Me and Looks and Calito chilling in weed smoke putting it work til we get away |
| And I don’t cry no more |
| You see my dry tears on this (?) |
| Yeah you just don’t know |
| Can’t see them they not for show |
| And I don’t cry no more |
| You see my dry tears on this (?) |
| Yeah you just don’t know |
| Can’t see them they not for show |
| All I have to do is make this song cry |
| You won’t see the tears ever fall from my eyes |
| Uh, I quit never put that on my heartbeat |
| I push crack on these dark streets and I push straps in my car seat |
| Moving forward, nah I ain’t looking back on my past G |
| No way walking round with budge stashed in my arse cheeks |
| I’m gone, now I’m trying to focus on my future goals |
| Get away, cause this ain’t where I want my youts to grow |
| I’m writing rhymes, trying to see how far my music goes |
| I’m dedicated and I’m motivated, I ain’t losing home |
| Still bad about losing pope, still mad about losing Lee |
| J died I’ve been losing sleep, stressed out and I’m abusing weed |
| Can’t take no more cause the pays gonna ruin me |
| Recognise the true in me |
| From the cradle to the grave spitting real shit fluently |
| Now I don’t wanna cry no more, no more |
| I don’t wanna fry no more (no more) |
| That shit ain’t worth dying for (dying for) |
| That shit ain’t worth fighting for (fighting for) |
| Cause I was behind my door, just me and my mind at war |
| I nearly lost my faith, I had to find my lord |
| Cry, cry, even tears, even in my heart crys |
| But who cares? |
| Who spoke? |
| No one but myself |
| Things do happen that words can’t explain |
| And I don’t cry no more |
| You see my dry tears on this (?) |
| Yeah you just don’t know |
| Can’t see them they not for show |
| And I don’t cry no more |
| You see my dry tears on this (?) |
| Yeah you just don’t know |
| Can’t see them they not for show |
| All I have to do is make this song cry |
| All I have to do is make this song cry |
| You won’t see the tears ever fall from my eyes |