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thug's cry - young moe lyrics

ay you know sometimes you gotta turn the left blinker and turn right
these n*ggas be throwin’ crosses knowin’ i’m muslim

i try to lead the way (yeah)
i try to ease ya pain (for real)
i saw them callin’ me when i was ballin’ but they tryna freeze the game (uh uh)
i’m callin’ them brother they callin’ me bro
i don’t think it mean the same (for real)
i told my plug to send me whatever man
i know the season change (come on)
i see the better in n*ggas and i try to get it up out ‘еm (oh)
if i love somebody ain’t nothin’ that you could be tеllin’ me ‘bout em (no)
i don’t believe it
they see me winnin’ they make it a problem
two hundred in hundreds i gave to my momma
and i got some n*ggas who stuck at the bottom
but they comin’ home and i told ‘em i got ‘em
i gave them a brush and they painted a picture (picture)
how you a rat and a hitter? (d*mn)
countin’ these racks on the sh*tter (yeah)
pushin’ out babies they think i’m a sitter
i know some people who really pretend that they wanna see me do better
i never thought that our friendship would end, i thought we was locked in for ever

am i wasting all this time we spent together?
or am i questioning the ones that make me better?
would you be the one i need in desperate measures?
no need to find the key because we locked in forever
if you my brotha, i’m yo’ brotha
if i’m a drive then hold my cutta
don’t got no time to show my colors
if you dig i’ll be your shovel
you my b*tch, then be my lover and don’t ask me ‘bout no other
i took all of my pain and i made stripes, i’m beefin’
my clientele don’t f*ck with no lows, i gave ‘em to bro, we eatin’
let a n*gga play with my life ima take his ass out, i’m treatin’
street sh*t so turned up right now, don’t ask for no pic, i’m reachin’
i got junkies geekin’ its ok ‘cuz they payin’ me for it
sayin’ you lovin’ on me then show it
caught a op down bad, i’m scorin’
i know n*ggas i used to be with tippin’ need to go get ‘em insurance
never knew i had that bucket
til i got in that foreign

that’s a thug cry
the feeling you gettin’ of lettin’ your blood slide
i never seen money or drugs lie
allah yarhamo the love died
(that’s a thug’s cry, that’s a thug’s cry, thats a thug’s cry, allah yarhamo the love died)

- young moe lyrics

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