Why Cry

Momma used to tell me, baby dry your eyes
I know it's hard to feel blessed with all that stress inside
But why fill up your brain with things you can't change
I'm stone built my lady says i'm emotionally strained
Because i don't spill milk and feel the need to vent
I watch my people die and i barely lament
So why pray when the fact is we can't bring them back
I know that life is fickle, i don't get to attached
No entourage, a couple of homies up in my squad
Loyalty is the code so the circle is small
And i'd die for them all, on the game i mean it
But about me shedding them tears, man i just can't see it!

Why cry over fallen rain and things you can't change
Life's filled with pain, it does no good
It does no good, it does no good

Why cry when the milk is spilled and now your filled with rage
You gotta turn the page. It does no good
It does no good, it does no good

When the times were thick we came together
The rains came, we braved them with no umbrella
When they locked us out, we kicked in the door
When the money ran out, we hustled and made more
When the lights went out, we struck a match
They said the real was over so we brought it back
Like a fish out of water, we had to adapt
So when them haters show me love i know it's a trap
Who goes harder than i up in the city?
On my grind cousin formal, they gonna have to kill me
You feel me, i'm from the bottom, the bottom is all i know
I carry this pain but yo i just can't let it show
Why cry?

Why cry over fallen rain and things you can't change
Life's filled with pain, it does no good
It does no good, it does no good

Why cry when the milk is spilled and now your filled with rage
You gotta turn the page. It does no good
It does no good, it does no good

I used to cry, (now what) now i stunt
I used to ask, now i take what i want
I used to smile, now i frown
The struggles is real in the field where them brothers get down
We gotta hustle, the hustle is in our blood
No work, now eat, take a day off i wish i could
Excuses is for the losers and winners is who we are
The game been so good to us we push it and to go far
Why cry?

Why cry over fallen rain and things you can't change
Life's filled with pain, it does no good
It does no good, it does no good

Why cry when the milk is spilled and now your filled with rage
You gotta turn the page. It does no good
It does no good, it does no good