Cry No More – G Herbo feat. Polo G & Lil Tjay
Grrt, boom, boom
Lil Tjay
Oh, oh
Uh
Streets got ’em, ain’t no saving them boys
Grandma tryna to pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one of yours
My lil shorty is 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 want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
Stood over bro on the floor dying
Thinking homicide wasn’t no crying (Wasn’t no crying)
Hopped out glizzys,.40s, and 4-5s
Looking for the killers, ain’t no time
Remember we was drillin’, oh what a feeling, we ain’t give a fuck about no time
That was before time, run on a opp, now it’s yo time, clips was extended for showtime (Yeah)
Woke up, hit bro line
Back out in traffic before nine
We loaded up, went on both sides (Both sides)
It’s different phases, I did it perfect amazing
Been on them bitches with no mask
I saw him bail out headshot four times
Baby momma fell on the floor crying
Went on a hit, had to look before firing
‘Cause my auntie, she shop with they dope line
Lost so many niggas when they died I ain’t even cry
I ain’t even feel it, I can’t even lie
Staying 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 lac when I’m coming by (Aye, swerve)
Ain’t no saving them boys, I’ma still be the one to try, hopefully ain’t gotta kill one of mine (Kill one of mine)
Streets got ’em, ain’t no saving them boys
Grandma tryna to pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one of yours
My lil shorty is 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 want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
If he talkin’ out his mouth, break his jaw
My fault for the fallen, I’ma pour
Pain running 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 out for
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
Hustling, I could’ve missed rap, but I rock every day of the week
Nigga try me and get hit that
Know my young niggas playing for keeps
So you better off focusing instead
Better not go that way, it get deep
I dummy and busting this shit
Till the point that a nigga can’t feel nothing
Knew I was resisting unrest and I told all my shooters
Hoping they go kill something
I lost a couple of soldiers, I keep goin’ on so no, I don’t feel nothing
Crying, I’m lying, that steel drum
We gon’ spin through the ops and they still run
Streets got ’em, ain’t no saving them boys
Grandma tryna to pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one of yours
My lil shorty is 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 want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more
I don’t want to cry no more