Cry

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that ******* right into hard,we still supplying the streets

I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be riding with me

Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that ******* right into hard, we still supplying the streets

I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be riding with me

Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Ooh, I got that fire on me

Bet a ***** won't slide up on me, I'll put a ***** right on a tee

I'm rocking that Comme des Gar ons, got that designer on me

And I think I'd rather be alone than have you lying to me

And I got this hundred round drum, I'ma have some fun, I'ma take his face off

No, we ain't for nothing, watch a ***** run, watch a ***** take off

And we goin' dumb, we in the slums, can't have a day off

You know I'ma stunt and I'ma ball like it's the playoffs

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that ******* right into hard, we still supplying the streets

I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be riding with me

Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that ******* right into hard, we still supplying the streets

I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be riding with me

Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Uh, Raf Simons, high-stepping, ooh, yeah

In the prison, with them felons, ooh, yeah

*****s snitching, *****s telling, ooh, yeah

In the kitchen, uh, I know you smell it, uh, ooh, yeah

I was posted right on that block, thirty clip in that Glock

It's so many *****s I shot, no, I don't **** around with no opps

All we ever did was rob, we ain't never have no job

We was ducking from them cops, crack rock all in my sock

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that ******* right into hard, we still supplying the streets

I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be riding with me

Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that ******* right into hard, we still supplying the streets

I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be riding with me

Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me