Rick Ross - Thug Cry lyrics

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Rick Ross - Thug Cry lyrics

[Hook] I just wanna be the one I just wanna be the one you love I just wanna be the one you run to when you're down I just wanna, I just wanna fly Ima show you tonight That Ima put it on you baby Take you past the sky... [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Wake up in the world and I'm just another n***a Call it public housing when you next door to the k**ers On them corners it gets better as you go Grind that motherf**er 'till it's yellow brick road Free as a bird, spoken word in my verse On my knees praying, n***as shooting in the church Wake up out my sleep in another cold sweat I lived on Billboard, where the f** to go next? Go against the odds, youngin' go and get a job Another country boy they want back on the farm So far from my goals but I'm close to my kids Gon' cry for Mac Dre throwing up the Thizz [Hook: Sample] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Well let me light one for my problems Smoking on that loud, pumping up that volume Get it cracking like an eggshell in this motherf**er make omelettes Get a bad b**h that posts up like comments They don't know what I been through, don't know what I'm going through As long as I get through that's what I look forward to Richer than a b**h but still I can't afford to Let these n***as play with me need to be remorseful I swear I got that silencer on that Mac 9 and I k** these n***as with silence My head stay in the clouds, I really feel like a giant Can't trust none of these n***as, I murk one of these n***as Then bury one of these n***as, still got dirt under my fingers, that Ain't a threat that's fact cause they coming at my neck like the best a man can get To make a long story short I need a shoulder because the devil on one The other one I'm looking over Tunechi... [Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] n***as hating like it's Salt Lake City No tints on that pretty a** Bentley Want you to know that them comments don't offend me Cause your baby mama so friendly I proceed with the plan, weed in my hand Ciroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan Money over b**h, first n***a [?] Double M, we handle business Cause them n***as getting raped Go get the yellow tape, it's well orchestrated 200 acres estates, a young n***a made it Came from the hood, ain't nothing changed Still lemon pepper on my motherf**ing wings [Hook] [Outro: Rick Ross] Sometimes I ask myself, do thugs cry?