This is a song about "You cry"

Look at my carnage, bitches be astonished

I cry and beg for you to come back polished

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Cause even if you get out ill be at the top waiting to make you cry

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I love you baby, wanna know why? cause you let me lie in your lap and cry

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

It seems like you gotta go cry in the bathroom

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high