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rick ross - thug cry lyrics

[hook]
i just wanna be the one
i just wanna be the one you love
i just wanna be the one you run to when you’re down
i just wanna, i just wanna fly

ima show you tonight
that ima put it on you baby
take you past the sky…

[verse 1: rick ross]
wake up in the world and i’m just another n-gg-
call it public housing when you next door to the killers
on them corners it gets better as you go
grind that motherf-cker ’till it’s yellow brick road
free as a bird, spoken word in my verse
on my knees praying, n-gg-s shooting in the church
wake up out my sleep in another cold sweat
i lived on billboard, where the f-ck to go next?
go against the odds, youngin’ go and get a job
another country boy they want back on the farm
so far from my goals but i’m close to my kids
gon’ cry for mac dre throwing up the thizz

[hook: sample]

[verse 2: lil wayne]
women like me for my problems
smoking on that loud, pumping up that volume
get it cracking like an eggsh-ll in this motherf-cker make omelettes
get a bad b-tch that posts up like comments
they don’t know what i been through, don’t know what i’m going through
as long as i get through that’s what i look forward to
richer than a b-tch but still i can’t afford to
let these n-gg-s play with me need to be remorseful
i swear i got that silencer on that mac 9 and i kill these n-gg-s with silence
my head stay in the clouds, i really feel like a giant
can’t trust none of these n-gg-s, i murk one of these n-gg-s
then bury one of these n-gg-s, still got dirt under my fingers, that
ain’t a threat that’s fact cause they coming at my neck like the best a man can get
to make a long story short i need a shoulder because the devil on one
the other one i’m looking over
tunechi…

[hook]

[verse 3: rick ross]
n-gg-s hating like it’s salt lake city
no tints on that pretty -ss bentley
want you to know that them comments don’t offend me
cause your baby mama so friendly
i proceed with the plan, weed in my hand
ciroc in my cup, quick pic for a fan
money over b-tch, first n-gg- [?]
double m, we handle business
cause them n-gg-s getting raped
go get the yellow tape, it’s well orchestrated
200 acres estates, a young n-gg- made it
came from the hood, ain’t nothing changed
still lemon pepper on my motherf-cking wings

[hook]

[outro: rick ross]
sometimes i ask myself, do thugs cry?

- rick ross lyrics

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