[Intro]
Yeah (Ooh)
Ooh (Cry)
That shit been killin' me inside
The pain so deep, it's just enough to make a grown man cry
Who the fuck told me that angels don't cry?
[Verse]
Who the fuck told me that angels don't cry?
I go to sleep and I don't wanna close my eyes
'Cause if I do, the demons catching me by surprise, yeah
Oh shit, man, it's time to go back to sleep
Do not want to sleep 'cause I see something deep in my dreams
Demons in my head, and they really making me scream
Facin' all these problems, these Percocets make me tweak
I stay silent, 'causе really don't want to speak
'Cause еverytime I do, they make me feel weak
Fuck it, I'm that nigga, so no, they [?] prevail
In prison, my heart, they tried to put my brain in jail
In this lifetime, I've been walkin' every night, that's just them shells
Try to play with me, them niggas letting off them shells
[?] Inside a different [?], would've been different, I promised before started [?]
Went to CVS, but they couldn't fix my prescription
Saying that they love me, only love me 'cause I'm gifted
I be feeling different in society, why these niggas trying me
Saying they rocking with me, then these niggas lie to me
Three hours, I texted her phone and this bitch didn't reply to me
Starting to make me feel like this bitch wouldn't die for me, ride for me
Why this bitch she going usually, can you just put yo' [?] where the fuck they used to be
'Cause I'm feeling like you using me, you stayed in my life long enough just to get used to me
Damn, now you movin' undercover, that's why I never trust no woman, except for my mother
Tried to check on my momma when she sleepin', she don't even stay home on the weekend
Bills in her mind got her tweakin', that's why this rap shit give me a reason to live
And mama, don't you worry about them bills, soon enough imma be ballin', [?]
Playing like I'm rockin' on the Buffalo Bills
Then we gon' have a house on Hollywood Hills, for real
From the bottom, momma, yes, I know, came from the bottom
Lookin' in yo' eyes, I know you cry, put it in bottles
'Cause I don't want your tears to touch the floor, I just been lookin' for yo' bank account, tryna fill it up with zeros
Yeah (Ooh)
Ooh (Cry)
That shit been killin' me inside
The pain so deep, it's just enough to make a grown man cry
Who the fuck told me that angels don't cry?
[Verse]
Who the fuck told me that angels don't cry?
I go to sleep and I don't wanna close my eyes
'Cause if I do, the demons catching me by surprise, yeah
Oh shit, man, it's time to go back to sleep
Do not want to sleep 'cause I see something deep in my dreams
Demons in my head, and they really making me scream
Facin' all these problems, these Percocets make me tweak
I stay silent, 'causе really don't want to speak
'Cause еverytime I do, they make me feel weak
Fuck it, I'm that nigga, so no, they [?] prevail
In prison, my heart, they tried to put my brain in jail
In this lifetime, I've been walkin' every night, that's just them shells
Try to play with me, them niggas letting off them shells
[?] Inside a different [?], would've been different, I promised before started [?]
Went to CVS, but they couldn't fix my prescription
Saying that they love me, only love me 'cause I'm gifted
I be feeling different in society, why these niggas trying me
Saying they rocking with me, then these niggas lie to me
Three hours, I texted her phone and this bitch didn't reply to me
Starting to make me feel like this bitch wouldn't die for me, ride for me
Why this bitch she going usually, can you just put yo' [?] where the fuck they used to be
'Cause I'm feeling like you using me, you stayed in my life long enough just to get used to me
Damn, now you movin' undercover, that's why I never trust no woman, except for my mother
Tried to check on my momma when she sleepin', she don't even stay home on the weekend
Bills in her mind got her tweakin', that's why this rap shit give me a reason to live
And mama, don't you worry about them bills, soon enough imma be ballin', [?]
Playing like I'm rockin' on the Buffalo Bills
Then we gon' have a house on Hollywood Hills, for real
From the bottom, momma, yes, I know, came from the bottom
Lookin' in yo' eyes, I know you cry, put it in bottles
'Cause I don't want your tears to touch the floor, I just been lookin' for yo' bank account, tryna fill it up with zeros
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