Listen to Boys Don't Cry (feat. JordyPurp) by Rightfield

Boys Don't Cry (feat. JordyPurp)

Rightfield

Alternative

9 Shazams

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rightfield
Rightfield
Performer
JordyPurp
JordyPurp
Rap
John Forest Blocker
John Forest Blocker
Lead Vocals
Reed Hoelscher
Reed Hoelscher
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JordyPurp
JordyPurp
Songwriter
John Forest Blocker
John Forest Blocker
Songwriter
Reed Hoelscher
Reed Hoelscher
Songwriter
Colin Dieden
Colin Dieden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Jones
Zach Jones
Producer
Grimacxe
Grimacxe
Producer

Lyrics

Boy you got a 20 dolla Prada like you pocket the purse Too fly! I see you holler collar big on your shirt Leave a seat right beside run it back in reverse You don't look right this time we'll go back in a hearse We don't see eye to eye it's fine, haha goodbye You leave I, I be fine, need I remind you that I'm all business, no front back I'm the whole ten figures, long time rock star Waiting on the top did I say no pictures? I mean it! Don't ask me for this that reason You whining I'm tryna dine quit cough wheezing I never stitch cuts, shut up and ask Jesus Boy don't you cry just take your licks with a smile You got a 10 and two 5s go have some fun for a while Go wipe your pretty eyes and kick your feelings to the side So when the knuckles bleed at night you'll be alright Rub it in the dirt, boy Rub it in the dirt, boy I been hiding my feelings in bags and ziploc And we don't flex anymore we just let the wrist talk Big face Rollie so now I can't make your tik toks Show you what I make in a month and it make your jaw drop They say boys don't cry but I let 'em run You got a problem with that well then you can meet the gun Disappear when all of my other friends keep on having fun Disappointing parents cause I was born as the rebel son Lost in a state of consciousness Mixing the tears and toxins with Cockiness and obnoxiousness Bombing just like the Boston kid Boy don't you cry just take your licks with a smile You got a 10 and two 5s go have some fun for a while Go wipe your pretty eyes and kick your feelings to the side So when the knuckles bleed at night you'll be alright Rub it in the dirt, boy Boy you not hard Never seen a man who didn't wanna be in charge Chest puffed out like you got it in the cards Boy you not hard Rub it in the dirt leave your face full of scars Boy you not Boy don't you cry just take your licks with a smile You got a 10 and two 5s go have some fun for a while Go wipe your pretty eyes and kick your feelings to the side So when the knuckles bleed at night you'll be alright Rub it in the dirt, boy
Writer(s): Colin Dieden, Jordan Mitchell, Zach Jones, Reed Hoelscher, John Blocker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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