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Correct Thug Cry Lyrics
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Correct Thug Cry
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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 Ima show you tonight That Ima 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 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 Ima show you tonight That Ima put it on you baby Take you past the sky... Women like me 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 fact 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... 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 Ima show you tonight That Ima put it on you baby Take you past the sky... 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 bitch, first nigga [?] 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 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 Ima show you tonight That Ima put it on you baby Take you past the sky... Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?
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