This is a song about "Crying"

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing

But i am doing both with out any crying

Two baby mamas, 3 kids, two rovers

Just these words crying over shoulders,

Kids crying in the background

Stuntin when we out

There's children dying and i am crying

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

It your oan way but u just sitting in that corner crying,crying and

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

I'm crying because i know i can't last,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Are the man they're dying so don't keep lying or crying