Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
They say that real men aint supposed to cry
You can put me down as fake as f*ck
I aint been the same since my mother died
Stuck in a rut I cant shake this funk
Sometimes I break down im just waking up
I just shed tears fore I went to sleep
I dont know whats gotten into me
I got some friends that turned enemies
I showed you I love you, you cut me off
I had to take that in stride
Even though that shit had crushed me inside
Built for the pain so i'll be alright
Swear that shit hurt shit I aint gon lie
Pains in my chest thought I was gon die
Just looked in the mirror got new grey hairs
Just yelled at the kids yeah i'm taking it there
And it made me feel bad cause I wasnt being fair
Trying to be a good dad
Swear the time moving fast
My people dying early just how long will I last
Before i'm pushing up daisies
Six feet under grass
Swear the pain hurt bad
When i'm thinking bout the past
Talking three years old
Stepdaddy kicking ass
Four years little
Up in Grady Hospital
Grown ass man tried to split me down the middle
I was 5 years old when I first went to school
Six years old went to school number 2
By fourteen went to 13 different schools
I cant even count how many times a nigga moved
And Im used to being hungry so I still dont eat
Know you niggas did me dirty but i'm still gon speak
Your main bitch getting flirty but I still wont beat
How the f*ck a nigga nerdy but he still so G
No I dont do drama cause my niggas gon kill bout me
You wont trick us off of these streets
Got fam that wont blink they'll do a hundred years bout me
But I need em right here with me
We done came a long way from them Partments
We done came a long way from them Trailer Parks
We done came a long way from them Bandos
All we had to do is work hard and play our part
It aint easy to work through a broken heart
And its hard to win the race with a bad start
I done played the good guy and the bad part
So I can understand why you took it that far
Them mistakes that I made you can blame on the head not the chest
Been f*cked up lately i'm stressed i'm a mess
Keep telling myself i'm alive so i'm blessed
I'm a machine I dont even rest
I just got your text
And you told me you hurt
Tried cutting yourself
But the shit didnt work
I be there some days so what can I say
Just know that I love you
I hope that you stay
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going some things
Real men aint supposed to cry
Keep your head up my nigga
I love you
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Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
They say that real men aint supposed to cry
You can put me down as fake as f*ck
I aint been the same since my mother died
Stuck in a rut I cant shake this funk
Sometimes I break down im just waking up
I just shed tears fore I went to sleep
I dont know whats gotten into me
I got some friends that turned enemies
I showed you I love you, you cut me off
I had to take that in stride
Even though that shit had crushed me inside
Built for the pain so i'll be alright
Swear that shit hurt shit I aint gon lie
Pains in my chest thought I was gon die
Just looked in the mirror got new grey hairs
Just yelled at the kids yeah i'm taking it there
And it made me feel bad cause I wasnt being fair
Trying to be a good dad
Swear the time moving fast
My people dying early just how long will I last
Before i'm pushing up daisies
Six feet under grass
Swear the pain hurt bad
When i'm thinking bout the past
Talking three years old
Stepdaddy kicking ass
Four years little
Up in Grady Hospital
Grown ass man tried to split me down the middle
I was 5 years old when I first went to school
Six years old went to school number 2
By fourteen went to 13 different schools
I cant even count how many times a nigga moved
And Im used to being hungry so I still dont eat
Know you niggas did me dirty but i'm still gon speak
Your main bitch getting flirty but I still wont beat
How the f*ck a nigga nerdy but he still so G
No I dont do drama cause my niggas gon kill bout me
You wont trick us off of these streets
Got fam that wont blink they'll do a hundred years bout me
But I need em right here with me
We done came a long way from them Partments
We done came a long way from them Trailer Parks
We done came a long way from them Bandos
All we had to do is work hard and play our part
It aint easy to work through a broken heart
And its hard to win the race with a bad start
I done played the good guy and the bad part
So I can understand why you took it that far
Them mistakes that I made you can blame on the head not the chest
Been f*cked up lately i'm stressed i'm a mess
Keep telling myself i'm alive so i'm blessed
I'm a machine I dont even rest
I just got your text
And you told me you hurt
Tried cutting yourself
But the shit didnt work
I be there some days so what can I say
Just know that I love you
I hope that you stay
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going some things
Real men aint supposed to cry
Keep your head up my nigga
I love you
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
They say that real men aint supposed to cry
You can put me down as fake as f*ck
I aint been the same since my mother died
Stuck in a rut I cant shake this funk
Sometimes I break down im just waking up
I just shed tears fore I went to sleep
I dont know whats gotten into me
I got some friends that turned enemies
I showed you I love you, you cut me off
I had to take that in stride
Even though that shit had crushed me inside
Built for the pain so i'll be alright
Swear that shit hurt shit I aint gon lie
Pains in my chest thought I was gon die
Just looked in the mirror got new grey hairs
Just yelled at the kids yeah i'm taking it there
And it made me feel bad cause I wasnt being fair
Trying to be a good dad
Swear the time moving fast
My people dying early just how long will I last
Before i'm pushing up daisies
Six feet under grass
Swear the pain hurt bad
When i'm thinking bout the past
Talking three years old
Stepdaddy kicking ass
Four years little
Up in Grady Hospital
Grown ass man tried to split me down the middle
I was 5 years old when I first went to school
Six years old went to school number 2
By fourteen went to 13 different schools
I cant even count how many times a nigga moved
And Im used to being hungry so I still dont eat
Know you niggas did me dirty but i'm still gon speak
Your main bitch getting flirty but I still wont beat
How the f*ck a nigga nerdy but he still so G
No I dont do drama cause my niggas gon kill bout me
You wont trick us off of these streets
Got fam that wont blink they'll do a hundred years bout me
But I need em right here with me
We done came a long way from them Partments
We done came a long way from them Trailer Parks
We done came a long way from them Bandos
All we had to do is work hard and play our part
It aint easy to work through a broken heart
And its hard to win the race with a bad start
I done played the good guy and the bad part
So I can understand why you took it that far
Them mistakes that I made you can blame on the head not the chest
Been f*cked up lately i'm stressed i'm a mess
Keep telling myself i'm alive so i'm blessed
I'm a machine I dont even rest
I just got your text
And you told me you hurt
Tried cutting yourself
But the shit didnt work
I be there some days so what can I say
Just know that I love you
I hope that you stay
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through some things
Real men aint supposed to cry
Im going i'm going i'm going through a thing
Real men dont cry
Im going i'm going i'm going some things
Real men aint supposed to cry
Keep your head up my nigga
I love you
Writer: Allen Weaver
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