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Cry
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cry adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Bleezy tarafından 14 Kasım 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıCry - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi14 Kasım 2025
FirmaBleezy
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM73

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bleezy
Bleezy
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tylek Hayden
Tylek Hayden
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicholas Vasquez
Nicholas Vasquez
Producer
Dodnizzy
Dodnizzy
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

I seen momma cry
I seen killers die (die)
I seen youngins slide (slide)
They ain't get to 25
They ain't get to 25
They ain't get to 25
You know I'm one of the illest
Always knew that I had the potential (potential)
Big bro always told me never trust a soul
**** probably ain't with you (ain't with you)
When I leave the house, I gotta keep my pole
'Cause these **** plotting out to get you (get you)
I done death too many times
I'll put a **** on the menu
I seen drillers die who taught me how to aim that pistol (bullshit)
How you say he ride, he never jumped out, aimed it with you (aimed it with you)
How you say he real, he moving foul, he ain't official (he not)
We got tecs on every court, don't make us blow the whistle
And these **** strange, I'm down to fix the issue (yeah)
Get a vibe and I start clutching from all the shit I been through (yeah)
Traumatized from homicide, this shit be on my mental (yeah)
Everything I keep inside, and God the one I vent to
I seen momma cry
I seen killers die (die)
I seen youngins slide (slide)
They ain't get to 25
I seen opps get dropped
We made the whole city cry (cry, cry)
I seen real **** fold
I seen the fakest on the rise (rise)
I bet they want me to crash out
But my momma told me to stay focused (yeah)
They praying a **** get shot down
Walk in heaven, they saying the gates open (pray)
I'm high class if you ain't notice (pray)
Good with the key like Beethoven (yeah)
Hustle and grind like Jay Hova
Had dreams of pushing a Ranger Rover
I'm praying for Wayne, he still sober
Hoping the drugs don't takeover (pray)
Pray for my dog, he fighting a case
I'm hoping the feds don't takeover
I pray that the one I love will love herself and don't get a makeover
I pray that my son don't pick up a gun
And let the streets take his life over
I know it's hard out here
I know you living with scars out here
I know it's times you had self doubt
Stop looking for God out here
I know times momma thought you made it home
Turned around, then you disappeared
I told God that I had good intentions
But I still do wrong out here
I seen momma cry
I seen killers die (die)
I seen youngins slide (slide)
They ain't get to 25
I seen opps get dropped
We made the whole city cry
I seen real **** fold
I seen the fakest on the rise (rise)
Written by: Tylek Hayden
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