Cry Out Lyrics by Lil Wayne

Lil Wayne Lyrics

Cry Out Lyrics
Yea... Yea


I'm a Call This One... Real Rap

Cause This Rap Is Real... Ya Know?

I Hope You Ain't Too Tired To Cry
And I Hope You Know You Ain't Never To Live To Die

I Grew Up Where Them People Called Them People On Us
Think We Slingin, But We Just Got Beepers On Us
Grindin All Day Like We Got Sleep Insomnia
Livin Like The Videos Write A Treatment On Us
Stuck In The Hood Like They Poured Semen On Us
Ghetto Birds Still Shittin On Us, Government Still Quittin On Us
Lost A Few Homies And The Grief Still Sittin On Us
So We Got The Names Written On Us, White Folks Still Spittin On Us
And Them Bitch Ass Police K-9's Teeth Still Grittin On Us
But We Smoke, Ashes Still Gettin On Us
Older Bitches Still Hittin On Us
I Remember Well, Beezy Roll The L
Beezy Ain't Here... Wheres Beezy At?... Beezy Got Killed
And That Was My Nigga, I Go Way Back For My Nigga
But I Know That's How It Happend My Nigga,
Shit Is Much Deeper Than This Rappin My Nigga
But Now They All Rappin My Niggas, So Now I Must Make It Happen
So I'm a Play The Captain, Sail Boat Flappin My Nigga
No Fingers I'm Snappin, Happy For My Nigga Lil Taggers
Cause Even Tho We Couldnt, The Lord Saved Him
Last Time We Seen Him Was When Katrina Hated
Found His Body Like A Month Later, Rest In Peace Boy
He Was A East Boy, And So Was Wesy Wes He Was A Good Nigga, So I Know He Blessed
And His Daughter Is A Princess, This Shit Is Harder Than A Bench Press
But I'm a Keep Goin, And I Swear I Got A Lump In My Throat
But I'm a Keep On Pumpin The Flow,
So If I Cry Don't Stop The Beat, I Feel Like My Heart Just Stopped The Beat
My Nigga Lil Derek Is Quick To Cop A Key, Either That Or Load The Gat And Go Pop A G
And Because Of That Hes Just A Name In A Rhyme Of Mine
I Pray His Family And His Mama Is Fine
So Much Shit Just Sit On This Mind Of Mine
I Think About It All The Time
I Drink About It All The Time
I Smoke Back To Back
Cause If My Thoughts Got To Me Id Be In This Rap
Or Id Be In The Can, Thank God I Had Dreams Of Being The Man
Yea And F*ck A Man With A Badge Cause He Ain't Shit To A Man On The Edge
The Five O Killed Naughty Good Boy Dead
Man You Woulda Thought They Killed Corn Bread
Shot Em Up Face Down On The Lawn
Not To Mention With His Handcuffs On
Not To Mention They Had Plain Clothes On
And The Complain Goes On
But No Body Do Nothin Bout It
The Jail House And The Morgue Is Too F*ckin Crowded
And Haters At An All Time High
Everybody Got Their Hatas Like A F*ckin Ipod
Shit And They Tried To Burn My Phantom Up, But I Got My Gun License
I Got My Hammers Up, I'm Ready To Shoot Like A Camera
Stay Still Mothaf*cka I'm a Have To Write My Will This Summer
Cause If They Don't Kill Me, I'm a Kill This Summer
And You Can Put That On My Late Father Or My Late Grandmother
Ms. Mercedes Carter
Or My Grandfather Larry Bosock The Old Man Hustle Till His Heart Stopped
And All I Know Of My Real Pops Is That He Had Money
No Bank Account, That Brown Paper Bag Money
Yea He Might Hit Me Off With A Little Brag Money
But The Nigga Still Wouldnt Be A Dad For Me
But Look How I Turned Out I Hope He Glad For Me
But That's Why When I See Him I Act Mad Funny Cause Hes A Joke To Me
Don't Message, Don't Call, Don't Talk To Me
It's Just Me And My Moma How It's Suppose To Be
And I Make Sure She Paid Like She Wrote For Me
And I Know She Gets All Hope For Me
And I Don't Ever Want To See Her Mope For Me
Hopefully But Truthfully There Is A Day That's Due For Me
But We Gone Pray That It's As Far As The Future Sees
Your Listenin To The Future Weezy F. Baby
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