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letra de song cry - stana

[hook 1 – 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

[verse 1 – stana]

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

[hook 2 – kookie]

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

[bridge – kookie]

all i have to do is make this song cry
you won’t see the tears ever fall from my eyes

[verse 2 – stana]

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 -rs- 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

[bridge – kookie]

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

[hook 2 – kookie]

[bridge – kookie]

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

- stana

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