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Tears I Cry
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tears I Cry was released on October 13, 2022 by 6roken Records as a part of the album Saviior
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AlbumSaviior
Release DateOctober 13, 2022
Label6roken Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM104

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trenten Hendricks
Trenten Hendricks
Songwriter

Lyrics

I was out shopping wit some of my partna's
When we get poppin we might spend a bag
Where I'm from it's silent but it's get still violent
Likely to get bodied fore you get a bag
Sippin on this tonic thinking of a sonnet
If I'm bein honest then I'm kinda glad
That I got to get through the shit I had
**** don't surrender when they throw in flags
Mom was in the field and dad was in the trap
Bitch I'm 23 and now I'm up to bat
I ain't got no angel wings on my back
I came out a goat and I started from scratch
I came up a pimp I can't help if I'm black
And she keep on talkin like they want me
I just count it up when I'm lonely
I been through too many one and onlys
Free my dogs cuz they took too many
Mad at god cuz he took too many
I been labeled as the one by too many
Now I can't give my heart to any
Cept' the family
I love that my family ain't friendly
Only time that we mention suicides is when the whip got more wings than a Bentley
Bro Automatic, he clutching the semi
Keep it tuck
Brought the cutter to the cut
I got 3 YG's on a bus, 2 more on a 5 speed finna rush
And they pullin up, then it's up
Charging em double, for the dutch
Too many gang signs, got em touched
He ain't a klutz, that was us
I was out shopping wit some of my partna's
When we get poppin we might spend a bag
Where I'm from it's silent but it's get still violent
Likely to get bodied fore you get a bag
Sippin on this tonic thinking of a sonnet
If I'm bein honest then I'm kinda glad
That I got to get through the shit I had
**** don't surrender when they throw in flags
Mom was in the field and dad was in the trap
Bitch I'm 23 and now I'm up to bat
I ain't got no angel wings on my back
I came out a goat and I started from scratch
I came up a pimp I can't help if I'm black
And she keep on talkin like they want me
I just count it up when I'm lonely
I been through too many one and onlys
I be in my zone
She be on the phone
Sayin she lonely but she not alone
Want me to pull as soon as he gone
Told her I'd fuck and put her in a song
Shit now that I'm on, she changin her tone
Sound like she wanna be the one at home
Baby I told you can't come along
I gotta stay wit my cliqué like a metronome
Too many don't make it out
The block was too hot but it's raining now
How much you gon make till you make it out
I don't think there's enough space in my bank account
Gang full of winners got nothing to lose
Just know the bottom ain't the lane you choose
I could never ever have the blues, when I got red bottoms on my shoes
I was out shopping wit some of my partna's
When we get poppin we might spend a bag
Where I'm from it's silent but it's get still violent
Likely to get bodied fore you get a bag
Sippin on this tonic thinking of a sonnet
If I'm bein honest then I'm kinda glad
That I got to get through the shit I had
**** don't surrender when they throw in flags
Mom was in the field and dad was in the trap
Bitch I'm 23 and now I'm up to bat
I ain't got no angel wings on my back
I came out a goat and I started from scratch
I came up a pimp I can't help if I'm black
And she keep on talkin like they want me
I just count it up when I'm lonely
I been through too many one and onlys
Written by: Trenten Hendricks
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