Top Songs By Bangout Music Management
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tahir Ryant
Songwriter
Rahmi Douglas
Songwriter
Lyrics
I can not cry no more
I can not cry no more
Yeah
Hmmm hmmm
Yeah
Yeah
I can not cry no more
Yeah
Yeah
When all my dogs dying
Yeah all these shots firing
All these shots firing
Yeah my dogs dying
All my dogs dying
I swear James got killed it left my mom crying
Hold in all this pain went threw it but bitch I'm still trying
Hmm hm hmm hmmm hmm hm hmm
Put that on the gang
Bet this 30 hit your brain
Make em feel the flame
Shit ain't been the same
Since my dog died
Going threw this pain
Bout to go insane
Fuck it ima let that 40 bang
Cause my dog died
My dog Gucci really tripping
Cause he got the fucking gas out
A lot shit going on
So lot of shit to rap bout
It's a lot of shit to rap bout
And then Nas got killed damn tell me what the fuck was that bout
It's a lot of shit up on my mind
Youngin and I'm on the grind
Man this shit is crazy
Going threw it with my pop and mom
Yeah I know I call Rah
He spend threw and he shoot the 9
And I'm making plays on that block
I ain't waisting time
And he ain't capping
Run up it get tragic
Yeah we up and blast it
Put that on my mom
We gone let him have it
In the stu we snapping
Damn we really rapping
Never ever thought this shit would happen
Yeah it's getting cold get a jacket
Man this shit is getting nasty
Seen a nigga brains on the floor
You need more than a napkin
Just to get him up
His body lift it up
He going be more than 6ft
Cause he stinking it up
This life is filled up with pain
But we living it up
We stepped our foot in the game
We ain't letting it up
Booda been threw so much
He got his 40 tucked
And bro he doing his thing
Man shout out to Buck
I can not cry no more
Yeah
Yeah
When all my dogs dying
Yeah all these shots firing
All these shots firing
Yeah my dogs dying
All my dogs dying
I swear James got killed it left my mom crying
Hold in all this pain went threw it but bitch I'm still trying
Hmm hm hmm hmmm hmm hm hmm
They killed my dog in the streets
I guess it's part of the game
Mom don't like how I be living
Yeah she want me to change
I'm out here trapping get paper
Gotta stay with that flame
I know these niggas they be hating
So I stay in my lane
Bro he stay with that thing
I used to trap out that house
Bag it up then I'm out
Fucking with me you goin die
We ain't stalling him out
Ain't ducking action
We bout action
Yeah they know what we bout
Yeah they know what we bout
Yeah I'm moving cautious
When I'm out in these streets
Yeah we walking targets
Gotta stay with your heat
Yeah I'm going threw this pain
So I'm out for the week
And if them niggas throwing flags
Still ain't squashing no beef
Niggas really want that smoke
Nigga we going see
6ft under in a casket
Nigga where you goin be
And we spending back to back
We going spend every week
Niggas frauding and they cap
Niggas couldn't be me
I can not cry no more
Yeah
Yeah
When all my dogs dying
Yeah all these shots firing
All these shots firing
Yeah my dogs dying
All my dogs dying
I swear James got killed it left my mom crying
Hold in all this pain went threw it but bitch I'm still trying
Hmm hm hmm hmmm hmm hm hmm
Put that on the gang
Bet this 30 hit your brain
Make em feel the flame
Shit ain't been the same since my dog died
Writer(s): Tahir Ryant
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