Sum to Cry Bout Lyrics

Woadie cracked out, folks ain't know what they was messin with

Ride with no one lately, dont pick up unless im sellin it

Ya bitch is boomed out, mind my business shit, i'm celibate

No mo havin fun, we get it done, think ima wreck ya shit

Tween voices got to ya head, make you think you hot

Ya at the venue and that bitch empty, let's connect the dots

Ya no more than a weasel and we know you can't fight

So you better get right, man ya boys sum light

Like who'd you think you're fooling bruh

What good would the heat do a spineless creature?

I can't wait til all the fake tough die out

How you deal in the flesh? give you sum to cry about

Keep it too strong

Get like me

What you cryin' bout?

Fuck the wimpy shit, me and my folk got nun to lie about

How you think you the boss when you ain look out for ya people?

I reject all of that fuckin noise cuz we see how you feeble, bitch

Guess you not gon' learn until you get ya shit broken

Stay inside the crib bitch, ima leave ya ass homeless

Ya boys got no heart, and it shows every fuckin' week

Ain't no fuckin repeat, prepare to get ya ass beat