Tears in a Bucket

[Verse 1: Elcamino]
Good now dry your eyes no more cries
Had an M on my ride since I first learned to drive
(That's a fact)
Real shit aside, drugs I provide
Charity to me is you get a dime for nine
Kept a nine at the bottom of my spine
Scratch my back any time I'm in a bind, yeah
Day admiring, I never seen confinement
And a fact I can stack off consignment
They see their eyelids and I keep climbing
And every rhyme is sex, money and violence
We making dollars just to save some cents
Used the spare change just to pay the rent
Used to drunk E & J just to make us bent
And now we wearing furs to the main event
Spilling Moet on designer shit
Only cry if my brother's being counterfeit
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Yo the dope game to me and myself
I had crack and hydro, everything was topshelf
I cooked work at my mom's crib when she was at work
I had the block looking like Mardi Gras on the first
[?] ramen noodles at the corner store to get served
This the best shit on the block, Auntie you got my word
You know this shit don't ever stop, we come from the curb
Niggas been in the game for years and still ain't seen a bird
I got niggas in that cell getting money off jail phones
So tell me how you free and still ain't bringing no bread home
Delusion for your kids pussy nigga you dead wrong
The least you could do is buy that nigga some new kicks
Son ain't trying to hear it, he don't care about that bullshit
The way I preach it I should be on that pulpit
I keep me a full clip
This niggas my lil man
You know what we on
When we walk in that building
Real shit