G Herbo, Lil Tjay and Polo G - Cry No More

Grrt, boom, boom
Lil Tjay
Oh, oh
Uh

Streets got 'em, ain't no savin' them boys
Grandma tryna pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one of yours
My lil' shorty gon' slide when he bored
Lil' nigga off the porch tryna score
Took a loss and that hurt to the core
Don't matter how much drugs I did
How much weed I hit, how much lean I pour
I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no, no, no)
Uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no, no, no)
Uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no, no)

Stood over bro on the floor dyin'
Thinkin' homicide, wasn't no cryin'
Hop out, glizzies, forties, and .45s
Lookin' for the killers, ain't no time
'Member we was drillin', oh, what a feelin'
We ain't give a fuck about no time
That was before time, run on the opp, now it's your time
Clips is extended for showtime
Woke up, hit bro line
Back out in traffic before nine
We load it up, went on both sides
It's different phases, I did it perfect, amazin'
Been on them bitches with no minds
I saw 'em bail out, headshot four times (uh)
Baby mama fell on the floor cryin'
Went on a hit, had to look before firin'
'Cause my auntie, she shot with they dope line
Lost too many niggas, when they died, I ain't even cry
I ain't even feel it, I can't even lie
Stayin' in my city, I might end up a homicide
Two gun cases 'cause I'm traumatized
Plus the police wanna kill a nigga, I wonder why?
Bulletproof lack when I'm comin' by (ayy)
Ain't no savin' 'em boys, I'ma still be the one to try
Hopefully, ain't gotta kill one of mine

Streets got 'em, ain't no savin' them boys
Grandma tryna pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one of yours
My lil' shorty gon' slide when he bored
Lil' nigga off the porch tryna score
Took a loss and that hurt to the core
Don't matter how much drugs I did
How much weed I hit, how much lean I pour
I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no)

If he talkin' out his mouth, break his jaw
Mind fucked, for the fallen, I'ma pour
Pain runnin' through my body, can't ignore
Cold world got my heart so sore
I ain't tryna feel pain no more
Can't change, I'ma bang that four
Why you tryna live the gang life for?
Don't cap, this lane not yours
I was a young nigga misled every day
Used to stay in the streets, huh
Hustlin', I couldn't miss bread
Run that bag every day of the week, huh
Nigga try me and get hit dead
All of my young niggas playin' for keeps, huh
So you better off focusin' instead
Better not go that way, it get deep, huh
I'm smokin' dummy, it's bustin'
This shit to the point that a nigga can't feel nothin'
New opposition, I'm rushin'
I told all my shooters like hawk and go kill somethin'
I lost a couple of soldiers
I keep goin' over so now I don't feel nothin'
Cryin', I'm lettin' that steel drum
We gon' spin through the opps and they still run

Streets got 'em, ain't no savin' them boys
Grandma tryna pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one of yours
My lil' shorty gon' slide when he bored
Lil' nigga off the porch tryna score
Took a loss and that hurt to the core
Don't matter how much drugs I did
How much weed I hit, how much lean I pour
I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no, no)
Uh, uh, I don't wanna cry no more (no, no)

Written by:
Herbert Wright, Ramiro Oregel, Tione Merritt, Taurus Tremani Bartlett

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