11 21 (Dont Cry)

Lyrics

[Paper Balled Up] **Dont Cry)** First Verse: Uh, Don't Cry/ Times Is Hard/ I'm Talking So Hard You Start To Question God I Test Niggas/ I Advise That/ Put It To They Chest/ See Where These Fuck Niggas Hearts At I End Beef/ I'on Start That/ Plus All Of These Niggas Pussy/ Where They Bra's At? I Rock Solo Now/ I Be Like Damn A Squad/ Cause All Of These Niggas Changed/ Call Em Camouflage Can't Stand These Rapping Niggas/ Swear They Ain't Going Hard/ I Can Tell From The Music They Make/ They Don't Spit From The Heart They Make That Happy Music/ You Know That Silly Sass/ That Make Me Wanna' See Them In The Streets/ And Go Slap They Ass I Know Some Niggas Right Now That Switched Up Like The Seasons/ And Start Dissing Me For Promotional Reasons That Just Means Niggas Come/ And Niggas Go/ But You Can't Tell Me Shit Now That I Ain't Seen Before Bitch I Came From The Trenches/ Bitch I Slept In The Slums/ I Stay Strapped With A Tool/ I Did All That When I Was Young I Only Speak For Me/ 11 21/.... Mista! Chorus: Uh Don't Cry/ Times Is Hard I'm Talking So Hard/ You Start To Question God...... 11 21 [Don't Cry] And I Came From The Trenches Bitch I Slept In The Slums Strapped With A Tool/ I Did All That When I Was Young Ain't Never Been Dumb/ Cause I Always Learned To [Don't Cry] Second Verse: And Yeen Gotta Like Me/ I'ma Say It Nicely/ Don't Kill One These Fuck Niggas/ All I Pray About Nightly I Wonder Why The Birds So Happy In The Morning/ All I Hear Is Folks Screaming/ Guns Clapping In The Morning Aye, Times Is Hard/ But Living Life Is Even Harder/ Girl Supposed To Have Abortion/ She Telling Me I'm A Father/ I'm Sitting Here Bothered/ Cause I Ain't Ready To Be No Daddy Damn.... I Ain't Ready To Be No Daddy/ Look, My Daddy Car Fucked Up/ My Momma Car Squeak These Bitches Ain't Bout' Shit/ These Niggas Lyrics Weak My Family Have Financial Problems/ And I Guess It's Cause Of Me I Been To Jail More Than Once/ And Getting Out Of It Wasn't Free Folks Say They Gone Kill Me/ I'on Give A Ma'Fucking Damn/ I Would Shoot My Own Self/ Except That Mafucka Jammed Its Just Like Bad Just Can't Get Enough/ And Everything Good Just Ain't Good Enough .... Mista! Chorus: Uh Don't Cry/ Times Is Hard I'm Talking So Hard/ You Start To Question God...... 11 21 [Don't Cry] And I Came From The Trenches Bitch I Slept In The Slums Strapped With A Tool/ I Did All That When I Was Young Ain't Never Been Dumb/ Cause I Always Learned To [Don't Cry] 2x