| I see your pain, through the skies in the backyard
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| I know you love me, baby you ain’t gotta act hard
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| I’ma leave a stain, shots to the brain, left the whole block scarred
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| Down for the gang, gotta use your brain, we gone make the rocks hard
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| Shawty say go when it’s time
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| I thought you was under this here but you not
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| Puttin' up with your shit way too many times
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| Everybody you know say you never was mine
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| Let a nigga come try, and get hit that iron
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| Got a real big heart, but I’m real deal slime
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| Get a real bad bitch, I’ma make her mine
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| I’m a real street nigga who be totin' that iron
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| She a real hood bitch, she the rich nigga kind
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| She a real good girl, some shit on her mind
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| Post up at the trap with the stick outside
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| Every bitch in the truck, neither one my kind
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| Have a daughter by choice, I’ma name her Kind
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| Come and knock at the door with the rod in the ride
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| Ray Ray, RiRi, the Arabian tribe
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| You a never get far with you tellin' them lies
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| I know you never left me, and I know you probably right for me
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| And I can’t say why I’m leaving
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| I just wanna tell you it’s hard, no it ain’t easy being me
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| And you don’t know how to play your part with a nigga
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| On stage turnt up with the hardest of niggas
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| You needa go read a thesaurus to niggas
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| Them shooters they sleep with that rod in a pillow
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| You tried to make a choice, but your heart in the middle
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| I see your soul in the sky through a symbol
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| No insurance for the incidentals
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| Real bitches go hard for they niggas
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| Let a nigga come try, and get hit that iron
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| Got a real big heart, but I’m real deal slime
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| Get a real bad bitch, I’ma make her mine
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| I’m a real street nigga who be totin' that iron
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| She a real hood bitch, she the rich nigga kind
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| She a real good girl, some shit on her mind
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| Post up at the trap with the stick outside
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| I’m a real street nigga, who be totin' that iron
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| I see your pain, through the skies in the backyard
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| I know you love me, baby you ain’t gotta act hard
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| I’ma leave a stain, shots to the brain, left the whole block scarred
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| Down for the gang, gotta use your brain, we gone make the rocks hard |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sky Cry , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album Decided, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп