Boldy James, Statik Selektah - Something to Cry For lyrics
[Boldy James, Statik Selektah - Something to Cry For lyrics]
Remember my first case, was facing a 3 to 9
Was thinking at worst case
Scenario plead the five
My second and third case, was looking at 25
I should’ve played first base cause
I can’t let niggas slide
To second and third base
Who switch it and pick a side
Cause niggas done turned stayed as
A witness and testified
Showed up in my court dates and
Couldn’t look me in my eyes
Was in for a short stay
But I was stuck in the bank
Got caught in the wrong place
They wouldn’t give me a bomb
Was sick with a long face cause
Now I’m looking at time
Fighting an old case sitting in cell 9
With no clocks on the wall
You couldn’t even tell time
Watching hours pass in an infinite hour glass
Through my bulletproof window pane
Visit from moms, cut to the chase
But before my mother sat I
Caught a lucky break
Tell him to fix his face before
I give you something to cry
For, the joke’s on you, jack
We not laughing with you, we laughing at you
I guess I’m one of them oddballs
That slipped right through the cracks
By the skin of my teeth, accidental
And then I took down your high score
And put my name on the map
With a half a brick and a pack of Skittles
Getting this money to die for
The joke’s on you, jack
We not laughing with you, we laughing at you
I give you something to cry for
I give you something to cry for
I give you something to cry for
I got one in the slide for her
Them niggas caught in their feelings
The fuck is you crying for?
Them niggas you see me with
Is niggas I ride for
Over this concrete and shit
Niggas done died for
To my peoples in the pen
Being in time portals
It’s either you do the bid or
You let the time warp you
Or get the fuck out the street cause
This shit is not for you
It’s death before dishonesty cause
Niggas is not loyal
Especially in the D where
Bodies get rot spoiled
And get put six feet deep under the top soil
Where niggas’ll cop from you then
Put their Glocks on you
And then in the same breath quick
To call the cops on you
My hood is a lava lamp if
They get to drop on you
They throw you the total opposite
Of a house warming surprise, nigga
Let this 40 cal on my waist
Wipe the smile of your face
Was thinking at worst case
Scenario plead the five
My second and third case, was looking at 25
I should’ve played first base cause
I can’t let niggas slide
To second and third base
Who switch it and pick a side
Cause niggas done turned stayed as
A witness and testified
Showed up in my court dates and
Couldn’t look me in my eyes
Was in for a short stay
But I was stuck in the bank
Got caught in the wrong place
They wouldn’t give me a bomb
Was sick with a long face cause
Now I’m looking at time
Fighting an old case sitting in cell 9
With no clocks on the wall
You couldn’t even tell time
Watching hours pass in an infinite hour glass
Through my bulletproof window pane
Visit from moms, cut to the chase
But before my mother sat I
Caught a lucky break
Tell him to fix his face before
I give you something to cry
For, the joke’s on you, jack
We not laughing with you, we laughing at you
I guess I’m one of them oddballs
That slipped right through the cracks
By the skin of my teeth, accidental
And then I took down your high score
And put my name on the map
With a half a brick and a pack of Skittles
Getting this money to die for
The joke’s on you, jack
We not laughing with you, we laughing at you
I give you something to cry for
I give you something to cry for
I give you something to cry for
I got one in the slide for her
Them niggas caught in their feelings
The fuck is you crying for?
Them niggas you see me with
Is niggas I ride for
Over this concrete and shit
Niggas done died for
To my peoples in the pen
Being in time portals
It’s either you do the bid or
You let the time warp you
Or get the fuck out the street cause
This shit is not for you
It’s death before dishonesty cause
Niggas is not loyal
Especially in the D where
Bodies get rot spoiled
And get put six feet deep under the top soil
Where niggas’ll cop from you then
Put their Glocks on you
And then in the same breath quick
To call the cops on you
My hood is a lava lamp if
They get to drop on you
They throw you the total opposite
Of a house warming surprise, nigga
Let this 40 cal on my waist
Wipe the smile of your face