Don't Cry

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Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Amayah, wake up baby
 I know you're sleepin', but daddy's home now
 Pictures gettin' old, my lil' girl lookin' grown now
 Your moms said you're talkin' on your own now, walkin' on your own now
 Run across the kitchen floor in them baby drawers
 I sent you from off tour and I miss you when I was tourin'
 Smilin' at them baby pictures, so happy, tears pourin'
 God how can somethin' so beautiful come from me?
 After the gunshots thought you was done with me
 But I know I'm livin' now, why you made me put the guns down
 Pick up the mic, start rappin' for a living now
 My sun, my moon, my stars, my earth
 My wind, my fire, my life, my baby
 Tryin' to make your mom's life ya must be crazy, fussin' and fightin'
 I know she love me 'cause ya look just like me
 Day you came into this world, I was so excited
 Eleven twenty-one double-zero, my baby girl is here
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
 And the first time I heard your voice I prayed to God it had to be true
 Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
 Remember I ain't your enemy, can you pull quick
 Dipped out Cali', came back, snatched my son
 My girl mom's and I moved out Maui
 Yeah your pops gone bananas, seen wild, went hard
 Bigger house, wider yard, nappy with the crash bar
 Off that hersh', shit you stupid, you ain't no dad nigga
 Takin' your black ass to court for all you have nigga
 You see me and your moms, that's another topic
 Ain't no whip in this world with a price you can't cop it
 Stop it, press rewind, you didn't hear me right
 It's a lesson to the song, I'm tryin' to steer you right
 Just remember your father taught you to go hard or go home
 Never sing that sad song, don't cry
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Huh, daddy ain't gon' preach to you
 I'ma let your moms school you
 Don't let the streets fool you, streets'll do you
 That's why I'm talkin' to you
 Yeah, you see these niggaz out here
 Have you stressin' by the hour
 Never turn your back on your foes, them dudes cowards
 Some days sweet, and some sour
 But we gon' make it together
 The world is ours, and you're my flower
 If it's ice you can get that, model chicks hit that
 Never stress about the downfalls just 'bout the get back
 And I ain't sayin' sex is wrong
 Just make sure he strap a condom on
 And never, ever do it in your mother's home
 Yeah, never call a girl a bitch, show respect, son pop ya collar
 Ain't nothin' free, scrape and lock every dollar
 And I will leave you with this, my lil' angel, daddy loves you
 How I'd die for you, cry for you, ride for you
 Yeah, switchin' handles like you breakin' a zone, candy paint Impala
 On the Golden Bridge, bouncin' on chrome
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't
 

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Duration
03:39
Key
1
Tempo
88 BPM

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