Can't Cry

Yeah

Need y'all niggas to feel me, y'all

(As we continue on)

Feel my pain

(This one's called Can't Cry)

Sad soft niggas can't last hard times, yo

Believe that shit

Yeah, ay

Real niggas don't cry

Look, yo

Was just a youngin' with that fresh fade, bird chest, legs skinny

That hoop dreamin' had me tryna be the next Penny

Fresh Pennys on my feet, mama paid for everything I'm wearing

At the fair staring at girls, not a care in the world

Aw, nigga, but shit done changed since Mane was my nickname

A lil' nigga chasing things, tryna keep game

Now I'm a man, worried 'bout my fam, let me explain

It's like my pockets stay broke, and if not, them shit's sprained

And so I rap 'fore my niggas trapped in the struggle

You feelin' like the world's on your back, so you stumble

In the field like a quarterback, get sacked, then you fumble

Jobs don't call a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle

Niggas prayin' for their moms at the same time they moms pray for them

Ask the lord to stay with them, guide them on their way, but, damn

A nigga been a lost faith, it hurts on the usual

The only time you catch me up at church is a funeral, damn

Sometimes sunshine turn to rain, my nigga

The same ones you love will bring you pain, my nigga

I don't know if I'll see tomorrow

And I won't cry, no, I can't cry

And in this life, times getting hard

My nigga, but fuck that (yeah)

I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, ay)

I won't stop, tryin' 'til the day I die (yeah, ay, ay, listen)

And I won't cry, no, I can't cry (yo)

I sit back and watch the news every now and then

Either get depressed or mad

For watching the world just crash, even the weather's bad

It'd be same shit, got my brain twisted, like

"Damn, it's '06, that nigga still up on that gang shit?"

(That shit old, bruh)

Yesterday this kid got his whole brain split

Only 17, he was finna graduate in, like, 3 weeks

Some stupid niggas got him for his chain, but he fought back

They blasted him and left him on the pavement, uh (rest in peace)

And now they telling me this little girl just got raped

Some dude snatched her, she was standing at the bus stop

Wait, man, she was 11, what the fuck is up with this world?

Got these grown niggas fuckin' with girls

Plus the cops harrasin' us

Every week be blasting us on accident, or so they claim

Reporters sympathizing like they truly know the pain (right)

They killed her only son, now she wanna blow her brains out

Change the channel, man, I can't watch this shit

Sometimes sunshine turn to rain, my nigga

The same ones you love will bring you pain, my nigga

I don't know if I'll see tomorrow

And I won't cry, no, I can't cry

And in this life, times getting hard (yeah)

My nigga, but fuck that (Yeah, yeah)

I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga (yeah, yeah, uh)

I won't stop, tryin' 'til the day I die (yeah, ay, ay, look)

And I won't cry, no, I can't cry (look, yeah, yo)

Take a ride through the city, man, tell me what you witness

Poverty, richness, crooked cops, and misfits

Violence, hatred, real devastation

Neighborhoods looking like there's still segregation

Welfare, single mothers, no jobs

Tryna get a piece for yourself, but they hogging up the whole pie

Fiends in the streets so high off of that crack shit

This nigga 13 with a gat under his mattress (Bang!)

White folks got the road to success mapped, and that's all good

But why don't blacks got that same atlas?

I asked the same question a million ways

And it seems like I done prayed for a million days

But still the ills remain, just bills and pain

Shootouts in project buildings, children slain

Skies filled with rain and I just sit and wonder why

It's enough to make a nigga wanna cry, but I can't though

Sometimes sunshine turn to rain, my nigga

The same ones you love will bring you pain, my nigga

I don't know if I'll see tomorrow

And I won't cry, no, I can't cry

And in this life, times getting hard (Yeah, uh)

My nigga, but fuck that (yeah, uh, yeah)

I'm aiming for the stars, my nigga (get the, yeah, nigga)

I won't stop, tryin' 'til the day I die (yeah, yeah, ay, ay)

And I won't cry, no, I can't cry (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, shit dedicated to my cousin Ricky, man

Hoop dreams was cut short, man

Learned he had a baby on the way

Nigga wasn't even a senior in high school, hold your head, man

Get rich, nigga (Is this what you want? Huh?)