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"Song Cry" lyrics by FRANC GRAMS
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"Song Cry"


[Talking:]
Uh it don't get much more soulful then that man...
This that shit make you wanna just... damn near cry on the beat n what not...
Pull all the emotions out of a nigga...
Uh huh uh...
I remember years back when I first heard this shit...
As a youngin, really really ain't have too much to talk about then
Wasn't even nice enough lyrically to fuck with it... ahaa
A lots changed since then mannn...
If ya'll got a minute... just vibe with me...
Look

[Verse:]
Shit where do I begin, I'm just vibin while the track play out...
Tryina cope with all the facts laid laid out
Well the realities they handed me, and all they told me I can't be
They... showed me the door, I took the back way out...
Cause I ain't never been a sucka in this life time
To let these mutha fuckas doubts set in my mind
N so I kept moving... see, I ain't tryina prove shit
But to myself, I gotta surface thru this bullshit...
Cause it's hard when everybody's against you
That never met you, or don't know you
Friends hatin too, but u can't let it stress u...
Play friendly but they praying on my downfall
I see it clear, that's why I never be around ya'll...
Shit, figured I couldn't sense it, huh?
Niggas I ain't stressin, nah...
Life sends obstacles, even sits em in ya friendlist... ahhh
Well don't slip niggas
Be on yo shit... cause if not, n their foots out... brothers u bound to trip
Yo get a grip, (1: 28)
I perfected the art of making these moves
Smooth
And making atheist of those that pray I lose
Stay intuned... they confused if they claim that franc dude...
Won't be who the game choose to do what they ain't do...
Or can't... see understand, that's more than a cocky claim
From a realist stand point, just saying we not the same...
Y'all playin these little games... I'm tryina stay politically correct...
But really, what's I'm sayin, these niggas lame
And I ain't with it (1: 51)
But fuck it... it don't make me no difference
Like when ya'll fuck up, it don't change how I'm liven...
Play my position, I just do what I does... and I mind my business...

Like you should... then this would be a better place to live in...
My homies always tell me that I'm preaching...
I just feel some way about the shit that I believe in
And I don't force views, I just hope that I can teach em...
And if they understand, only pray that I could reach em...
But what's the reason?
I won't get philosophical with these flows...
Besides, ya'll rather hear me talk about these hoes...
And all about these clothes, and jewels... a nigga froze
And all the shit that happens on the road...
If a nigga get to deep... my career be deceased...
Let me talk about these freaks and the volume increase...
That shit is weak...
This whole game fulla these geeks, in the same sneaks
Talkin bout the same shit, they just switch up the beats...
Who'm I to tell it...
Just a nigga tryina flex
Give you all that I possess, in return for your respect... check
But I ain't stupid, I won't be the one to stress... nah
Staying true and end up loosen on the checks...
Don't approve of that regret...
At the end of the day I'm a fuckin man...
I got bills like ya'll do... hope ya'll can understand...
Damn, my success here is not in my hands
But being unsuccessful... that's not in the plans...
So in advance, I apologize to alla the fans
That love me for me, and really gave me a chance
To move how I move n let me dance how I dance
And appreciated my ways, that if one day I can't...
Plus, the only ones that judge, are the one that wouldn't budge...
When those singles hit the itunes they wouldn't snatch it up
Pass the back... but they talk all about me I'm flattered much
Like they loved the old me... u hate me now just as much... niggas
Kill all the fronts... keep it real for once
I'm forever who I was, and I will be, trust...
If u check my life backwards, still I am who I was
Just broker and broker and keep on getting more young
Less successful... fast forward, damn I'm grown up...
I've always been good, but now it's a little much
Doing things they ain't imagine, plus I got my money up
While ya'll broke as a joke, and it's funny as fuck...
Just let me live... huh
Just let me live...
I mean, I don't bother ya'll, just let me live...
Just a young nigga in this shit tryina live...
Let me live...
I'm good, just let me live...

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