Elcamino - Cry With Me (feat. Black Soprano Family) lyrics
[Elcamino - Cry With Me feat. Black Soprano Family lyrics]
I know how I feel, not really
You know how some niggas, they got a lot to say
They just don't know how to say it, can't put it in words
That's what I do, that's my strong point
Couldn't no longer wait for their acceptance
Their sorrows they could have kept them
My prayers had added up and finally turned to a blessing
It's bad enough that my family at home stressing
About shit that's out of control and so we turn to a reverend
Tell me, what's the chances I make it to heaven?
I really been money hungry and all my thoughts is unpleasant
I barely visit my mom, but I mail her a Christmas present
I fantasize of success and tell her she can get whatever
She don't want much, she just want us together
She already lost a baby, that pain gonna hurt us forever
We forever waking up eyes cloudy without the weather
I will never need nothing more than I needed my sister, nothing
Man, this shit cut deeper than a blister, feeling to get richer
I just wish you would still want a picture
I swear I'm so sick of making all these sad songs
This was both of our dreams we waited so long
Just cry with me
Uh, just cry with me
Cry with me
Yo, yo
Balling out in a game that wasn't meant for us to win
I took detrimental losses, I cry every now and then
Or every day
I knew since 11th grade I was destined for something greater
Just had to see how it played
Now here I am, all alone
I probably would have been better off if she stayed
I probably would have been better off if I prayed more
We'd all be well off if I saved more
Hilda gave me the game at an early age
Brought me every instrument, she knew we was gonna get paid
She knew that I had millionaire ways
She watched me as a youth putting this shit on the plate
She knew I'd figure it out, she knew I would get us out
And trouble don't last for long, I'm finally coming home
We lost our little baby girl when I know that it ain't been too long
I keep picking up my phone, got me singing all these songs
Ma, I know you need me home, but we finally about to win
See my shit is set in stone, I can feel it from within
I could barely smile so I grin
But one thing I can't do is pretend that this shit don't hurt me
Cry with me
Just cry with me
Cry with me
You know how some niggas, they got a lot to say
They just don't know how to say it, can't put it in words
That's what I do, that's my strong point
Couldn't no longer wait for their acceptance
Their sorrows they could have kept them
My prayers had added up and finally turned to a blessing
It's bad enough that my family at home stressing
About shit that's out of control and so we turn to a reverend
Tell me, what's the chances I make it to heaven?
I really been money hungry and all my thoughts is unpleasant
I barely visit my mom, but I mail her a Christmas present
I fantasize of success and tell her she can get whatever
She don't want much, she just want us together
She already lost a baby, that pain gonna hurt us forever
We forever waking up eyes cloudy without the weather
I will never need nothing more than I needed my sister, nothing
Man, this shit cut deeper than a blister, feeling to get richer
I just wish you would still want a picture
I swear I'm so sick of making all these sad songs
This was both of our dreams we waited so long
Just cry with me
Uh, just cry with me
Cry with me
Yo, yo
Balling out in a game that wasn't meant for us to win
I took detrimental losses, I cry every now and then
Or every day
I knew since 11th grade I was destined for something greater
Just had to see how it played
Now here I am, all alone
I probably would have been better off if she stayed
I probably would have been better off if I prayed more
We'd all be well off if I saved more
Hilda gave me the game at an early age
Brought me every instrument, she knew we was gonna get paid
She knew that I had millionaire ways
She watched me as a youth putting this shit on the plate
She knew I'd figure it out, she knew I would get us out
And trouble don't last for long, I'm finally coming home
We lost our little baby girl when I know that it ain't been too long
I keep picking up my phone, got me singing all these songs
Ma, I know you need me home, but we finally about to win
See my shit is set in stone, I can feel it from within
I could barely smile so I grin
But one thing I can't do is pretend that this shit don't hurt me
Cry with me
Just cry with me
Cry with me