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Larry June

Organic Tears

 

Organic Tears

(album: Product Of The Dope Game - 2019)


Who am I? Who am I?
That think a man should never never never cry
Come on
Who am I? Who am I?
Still at it
That think a man should never never never cry

I shed tears in the trap
Lost a lot of close homies I can never get back
I been stressing like a motherfucker (shit)
How the fuck I'm gon' rap and be a full-time dad?
On top of that they looking at you different (goddamn)
But shit, that come with the territory, nigga let's get it
I ain't talked to pops in a minute (what's happenin'?)
But if you ever hear this song, just know I really miss you
I should've made it to the funeral (goddamn)
I was her first grandson, how the fuck I miss that?
I couldn't see her like that (see her like that)
I'm shedding tears while I write this shit
Man, 38 Humble Road
I ain't gotta talk about my fucking past, niggas know
Got respect for the OG's, nigga that's for sure
Slide through when I want and I always hold my own, nigga, yeah

Who am I? Who am I?
That think a man should never never never cry
Even real niggas cry sometimes
Who am I? Who am I?
That think a man should never never never cry
Aye aye aye

In kindergarten moms moved me to the A, left the Bay
Came back, seventh grade, introduced to the game
It felt like I never left (never left)
Back and forth for the summer, seeing pops just wasn't enough
I started selling candy, then I stepped it up the tree (tree)
Everything after that, I really can't speak on it (damn)
Counted my first thousand on a toilet in Vallejo (Vallejo)
Dropped out of school after that, I needed bankroll (forreal)
Made sure it was rapped up good, then we prayed on it (goddamn)
But we ain't gotta talk 'bout that, you know how that go (good job)
The game could've took my life, that's fasho-sho
ATL one more night, I order four of 'em (numbers)
Woke up to a top model, I ain't fuck on her (cute)
Damn, flight leaving in a minute, I gotta go, love
It's highs and it's lows in this thing called life (life)
Who am I to say that a man can't cry, what's happenin'?

Who am I?
Shit be getting real sometimes, fuck
Who am I?
I mean, damn
That think a man should never never never cry
It could be one person, like, yahmean?
Who am I?
Just 'cause I can't do something at that moment don't mean I don't fuck with you
Who am I?
That think a man should never never never cry

done

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