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letra de boys don't cry - kb (uk)

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[verse 1]
mummy tried her best, she even sent me to a good school
but i picked up hood rules, out there tryna cook fools
’09, we weren’t wearing pouches cause they looked cool
now it’s blue phone calls and staring up at stone walls
i swear i never cried, not even when my nanny died
when you choose road you’ve gotta sacrifice your family life
now i’m on exercise, staring at the sky
thinking bout freedom, can’t remember what it’s like
girls ask me “how long you been in?” and i get embarrassed
jail’s turned me to a gladiator like the spaniard
people think we’re living lavish cah they see us snapping
but really we’re just over-conversating for the cameras
related to the blaggers and the blammers
switched to the spinners cah the semi was a jammers
dst lurking on the landing with the scanners
that’s why i blow this weed bro, it helps me pattern

[hook]
it’s like i’ve been through so much
but boys don’t cry, all they do is go nuts
mummy can’t imagine shortie doing hold-ups
stepping off the sweat box, had to grow up
it’s like i’m deep in so rough
but shooters don’t get shook, all they do is blow guns
if you ain’t down for the thirty, don’t come
if you ain’t down for the thirty, don’t come
[verse 2]
i hate when rappers try say they ain’t rappers
bro you’re ungrateful, should be happy for your talents
i’ve seen n-ggas with the most talents get thirties
or twenty-fives, what’s the difference? free birdie
this ain’t another ‘i’m in jail, gas it up’ song
this is some real ‘sorry mummy, know i’ve done wrong’
i was just thinking bout you, swear you’re gonna live long
your letter just came through the door, how we feel strong
fans ask me “how long you got?”, i say “too long”
i told the judge i changed but he won’t let me move on
life at the green, you wanna stay but you get moved on
i need a blessing, i could use one
when i pray i send salaams to my uncle musa
his funeral was in a church but he was a brudda
two words that best describe my life, shoulda woulda
i could’ve screamed but i kept my feelings undercover

[hook]
it’s like i’ve been through so much
but boys don’t cry, all they do is go nuts
mummy can’t imagine shortie doing hold-ups
stepping off the sweat box, had to grow up
it’s like i’m deep in so rough
but shooters don’t get shook, all they do is blow guns
if you ain’t down for the thirty, don’t come
if you ain’t down for the thirty, don’t come

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