Song Cry - Stana, Kookie

And I don’t cry no more

Real talk, don’t look up to the sky no more

I’m cold like ice, you know

No M.O.P but I don’t live that life of crime

Once upon a time yeah that was my life

Uh, I’m rapping for my life take that literal (Please!)

I ain’t accomplished nothing as a criminal (Not a thing!)

I’m 30 years of age and I’m ashamed

Cause these youngers shout my name like i’m invisible

But I ain’t done a thing, not a thing at all

But waste my time behind them prison walls

That’s the minimal, of what my pistol caused

Cause I weren’t even there to see my kiddies born (my boys)

Had to hear them talk through prison calls

See them walk in visit halls, photo’s on my picture board

Reminding me that I missed it all

Birthdays were the worst days, I was miserable playing Biggie Smalls

Me and wifey couldn’t get a long so I quit the rules, once (??)

Can’t dwell on it, cause life goes on

Who am I to be critical?

My loves unconditional, God knows that my hearts pure

My two sons and my daughter, are the reason what I go hard for

Tryna make it to a better place so I’m booking out studio every day

Me and Looks and Calito chilling in weed smoke putting it work til we get away

And I don’t cry no more

You see my dry tears on this (?)

Yeah you just don’t know

Can’t see them they not for show

And I don’t cry no more

You see my dry tears on this (?)

Yeah you just don’t know

Can’t see them they not for show

All I have to do is make this song cry

You won’t see the tears ever fall from my eyes

Uh, I quit never put that on my heartbeat

I push crack on these dark streets and I push straps in my car seat

Moving forward, nah I ain’t looking back on my past G

No way walking round with budge stashed in my arse cheeks

I’m gone, now I’m trying to focus on my future goals

Get away, cause this ain’t where I want my youts to grow

I’m writing rhymes, trying to see how far my music goes

I’m dedicated and I’m motivated, I ain’t losing home

Still bad about losing pope, still mad about losing Lee

J died I’ve been losing sleep, stressed out and I’m abusing weed

Can’t take no more cause the pays gonna ruin me

Recognise the true in me

From the cradle to the grave spitting real shit fluently

Now I don’t wanna cry no more, no more

I don’t wanna fry no more (no more)

That shit ain’t worth dying for (dying for)

That shit ain’t worth fighting for (fighting for)

Cause I was behind my door, just me and my mind at war

I nearly lost my faith, I had to find my lord

Cry, cry, even tears, even in my heart crys

But who cares?

Who spoke?

No one but myself

Things do happen that words can’t explain

And I don’t cry no more

You see my dry tears on this (?)

Yeah you just don’t know

Can’t see them they not for show

And I don’t cry no more

You see my dry tears on this (?)

Yeah you just don’t know

Can’t see them they not for show

All I have to do is make this song cry

All I have to do is make this song cry

You won’t see the tears ever fall from my eyes