When Thugs Cry Joe Budden

[Chorus]
How can you just leave me standing
Alone in a world that's so cold
Maybe I'm just too demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father: too bold
Maybe I'm just like my mother
She's never satisfied
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like
When thugs cry

[Verse 1]
Yo, first off I got a seed coming
So I won't even front like I don't need nuttin'
Depending on record sales for me to see somethin'
But if that fall back how the fuck I'm sposed to feed little Budden?
I been to jail before, I been a bum before
But a nigga ain't never had a son before
I dealt with 'caine and fire, I done banged with fighters
But I ain't never changed a diaper, I ain't ready
Ever since I signed niggas been on my back
Like, "Mouse, what up? When I'm getting on the track?"
And so the hood hates me, figured they'd be much kinder
Like, "Joe, congratulations, and we comin' right behind ya"
Everybody in the hood I dap
Says I'm responsible for e'erybody in the hood that raps
They don't like how I do shit, say I changed
I'm the same nigga that y'all went to high school wit'
After all these years still the same drug addict
And it's fucked up, I'm sober with them same drug habits
I still pinch, thief, con and lie
Rob, shoot, difference now is I ain't high
Cats is after me, least I got a crew to warn me
I don't like walking around with this 32 on me
Least my mans is real, least my family's there
Is it worth rap, the answer's yeah, but I don't know