Jackboy - Forgot How To Cry lyrics

Jackboy [Pierre DeLince]

[Jackboy - Forgot How To Cry lyrics]

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I probably wouldn't even rap if
It wasn't for my fans
Got people I never met support
Me more than friends
Got people I never met who wanna see me win
Baguettes around my neck, I swear
I shine for them

It cost to be the boss, I done paid the price
Slip-up surely costs, he paid with his life
When it's time to shoot
I'm not thinkin' twice
Do what I gotta do to make it home at night
Do what I gotta do to make it home at night
Done been through too much pain
He forgot how to cry
He tried to run gamе, couldn't
Could tell when you be lyin' from
Thе look in your eyes

Did everything I could to
Get this money right
Was robbin' in the hood just
To go shoot some dice
Was robbin' in the hood just
To go get some ice and every chain I got
I could've bought it twice
I'm runnin' routes on niggas
Call me Jerry Rice
I took a trip up top just to go and swipe
I'm thankful for this music shit
It changed my life
I made a couple million talkin' on a mic

I probably wouldn't even rap if
It wasn't for my fans
Got people I never met support
Me more than friends
Got people I never met who wanna see me win
Baguettes around my neck, I swear
I shine for them

It cost to be the boss, I done paid the price
Slip-up surely costs, he paid with his life
When it's time to shoot
I'm not thinkin' twice
Do what I gotta do to make it home at night
Do what I gotta do to make it home at night
Done been through too much pain
He forgot how to cry
He tried to run game, couldn't
Could tell when you be lyin' from
The look in your eyes

I keep a dirty heater on me
They plottin', heard they schemin' on me
Got millions, I don't need a homie
Got millions, now these bitches on me
Even in the dark, girl, I'm shinin'
Could start a water park
With all these diamonds
Learned how to move smart
And duck indictments
Now, word up out the feds, I'm on an island

I probably wouldn't even rap if
It wasn't for my fans
Got people I never met support
Me more than friends
Got people I never met who wanna see me win
Baguettes around my neck, I swear
I shine for them

It cost to be the boss, I done paid the price
Slip-up surely costs, he paid with his life
When it's time to shoot
I'm not thinkin' twice
Do what I gotta do to make it home at night
Do what I gotta do to make it home at night
Done been through too much pain
He forgot how to cry
He tried to run game, couldn't
Could tell when you be lyin' from
The look in your eyes

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