Baby Cry (Wishing On A Star) Pop Smoke

[Intro: Rose Royce]
-Rainbows that I see
I wish on all the people who really dream
And I'm wishin' on tomorrow, praying it'll come
And I'm wishin' on all the lovin' we've ever done
I'm wishin' on a star

[Verse: Pop Smoke]
Look, manslaughters and homicides
Whole bunch of niggas die
Whole bunch of babies cry
Lookin' up I wonder why
"Why niggas took my guy?"
I'm still screamin', "R.I.P." to all my fallen soldiers
For them, I'm givin' hot shells like tacos
Big Woo, I'm not Choo
Still duckin' potholes
And still dumpin' at Tahoes
I ain't gone front, yeah, I'm a leader man
I've been rolling bidis man
Hit home runs like Jeter man
Keep pipes like Peter Pan
Dripped in Adidas, man
In that, "Wish he would" fit
Think about robbin' me, you gon' catch a full clip
I'm from The Flossy where niggas keep that steel around here
Couple lions, no folks, but Gorillas 'round here
If you don't bang what I bang, then don't chill around here
Bullets sang, yeah, you fuck around, and get killed around here
Double G, Givenchy tee, Amiri jeans for the denim
I'm in Manhattan in the stores if I want 'em I get 'em
Don't trust a soul, 'cause niggas play dumb if you let 'em
Act tough, if you want, until I send 'em to heaven
Mo got the aim, Berettas lift 'em up
Paramedics, pick 'em up
Break 'em down in a dutch
My mans down, I get 'em up