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Sky Cry letra


I see your pain, through the skies
In the backyard
I know you love me, baby
You ain't gotta act hard
I'ma leave a stain, shots to the brain
Left the whole block scarred
Down for the gang, gotta use your brain
We gone make the rocks hard

Shawty say go when it's time
I thought you was under this here but you not
Puttin' up with your shit way too many times
Everybody you know say you never was mine
Let a nigga come try, and get hit that iron
Got a real big heart, but I'm real deal slime
Get a real bad bitch, I'ma make her mine
I'm a real street nigga who be totin' that iron

She a real hood bitch, she the rich nigga kind
She a real good girl, some shit on her mind
Post up at the trap with the stick outside
Every bitch in the truck, neither one my kind
Have a daughter by choice, I'ma name her Kind
Come and knock at the door with the rod in the ride
Ray Ray, RiRi, the Arabian tribe
You a never get far with you tellin' them lies

I know you never left me
And I know you probably right for me
And I can't say why I'm leaving
I just wanna tell you it's hard
No it ain't easy being me

And you don't know how to play
Your part wit a nigga
On stage turnt up wit the hardest of niggas
You needa go read a thesaurus to niggas
Them shooters they sleep wit
That rod in a pillow
You tried to make a choice
But your heart in the middle
I see your soul in the sky through a symbol
No insurance for the incidentals
Real bitches go hard for they niggas

Let a nigga come try, and get hit that iron
Got a real big heart, but I'm real deal slime
Get a real bad bitch, I'ma make her mine
I'm a real street nigga who be totin' that iron

She a real hood bitch, she the rich nigga kind
She a real good girl, some shit on her mind
Post up at the trap with the stick outside
I'm a real street nigga, who be totin' that iron

I see your pain, through the skies
In the backyard
I know you love me, baby
You ain't gotta act hard
I'ma leave a stain, shots to the brain
Left the whole block scarred
Down for the gang, gotta use your brain
We gone make the rocks hard

YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy) - Letras

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