Forgot How To Cry - Jackboy

I probably wouldn’t even rap if it wasn’t for my fans\nGot people I never met support me more than friends\nGot people I never met who wanna see me win\nBaguettes around my neck, I swear, I shine for them\nIt cost to be the boss, I done paid the price\nSlip-up surely costs, he paid with his life\nWhen it’s time to shoot, I’m not thinkin' twice\nDo what I gotta do to make it home at night\nDo what I gotta do to make it home at night\nDone been through too much pain, he forgot how to cry\nHe tried to run the game, couldn’t make her my wife\nCould tell when you be lyin' from the look in your eyes\nDid everything I could to get this money right\nWas robbin' in the hood just to go shoot some dice\nWas robbin' in the hood just to go get some ice\nAnd every chain I got, I could’ve bought it twice\nI’m runnin' routes on niggas, call me Jerry Rice\nI took a trip up top just to go and swipe\nI’m thankful for this music shit, it changed my life\nI made a couple million talkin' on a mic\nI probably wouldn’t even rap if it wasn’t for my fans\nGot people I never met support me more than friends\nGot people I never met who wanna see me win\nBaguettes around my neck, I swear, I shine for them\nIt cost to be the boss, I done paid the price\nSlip-up surely costs, he paid with his life\nWhen it’s time to shoot, I’m not thinkin' twice\nDo what I gotta do to make it home at night\nDo what I gotta do to make it home at night\nDone been through too much pain, he forgot how to cry\nHe tried to run the game, couldn’t make her my wife\nCould tell when you be lyin' from the look in your eyes\nI keep a dirty heater on me\nThey plottin', heard they schemin' on me\nGot millions, I don’t need a homie\nGot millions, now these bitches on me\nEven in the dark, girl, I’m shinin'\nCould start a water park with all these diamonds\nLearned how to move smart and duck indictments\nNow, word up out the feds, I’m on an island\nI probably wouldn’t even rap if it wasn’t for my fans\nGot people I never met support me more than friends\nGot people I never met who wanna see me win\nBaguettes around my neck, I swear, I shine for them\nIt cost to be the boss, I done paid the price\nSlip-up surely costs, he paid with his life\nWhen it’s time to shoot, I’m not thinkin' twice\nDo what I gotta do to make it home at night\nDo what I gotta do to make it home at night\nDone been through too much pain, he forgot how to cry\nHe tried to run the game, couldn’t make her my wife\nCould tell when you be lyin' from the look in your eyes