All I Do Is Cry

Damn

This shit right here is tuff man

You know, it just do what it do, let's go

All out for my guys

Call out to the skies

Momma gettin' high

All I do is cry

Cheated on my baby

All I do is lie

Greedier of the ladies

That's my lover's side

Secrets of the 80's

That's my other side

My love for a southern bride

It come from my mother's side

Breast supple

I love her eyes

Bullied as an itty bitty girl

She would run from guys

She would look in their eyes

She would come for guys

Creamy like cream freeze

She eat the dick up on the drive

Remember that steamy summertime

A nigga had his own bitches

But he usually wanted mine

Fish with big mac sauce

Fries coming number nine

When it's time to make a wave

I'm the first one in line

He out his mind

I told that son of mines

You slip, you fall, get up

Give it another try

Just dust yourself off

Keep on going

Just another trick

Just another lie

Just another kiss

I don't wanna cry

Now my mam arm's sick

I don't want her to die

We rub her feet

Tryna ease the pain

I don't want her to cry

I see your piece

Seen the love in her eyes

Grew up ate her plates

Fell in love with her pies

Spirit left her vessel

My brother cries

He died but not before

His son kissed his mother goodbye

The whole time why

My mother was high

Wooden man sticks

That's a glass dick

No food in the house

Pissy mattress

Singing like Lena Horne

Thinking she's an actress