Young Thug — It’s Okay to Cry

[Intro] Yeah (Money on my head) This that, this that futuristic pain (Baby) Yeah, RIP Pooh [Chorus] It's okay to cry (Ooh), yeah (Ooh) It's okay to cry (Ooh), yeah, yeah (Ooh) It's okay to cry, baby (Ooh) Plus it's when it's time to rise, baby (Ooh) Deep down, I hate these homicides, baby (Ooh) Deep down, I really hate homic– (Ooh) [Verse 1] Early morning cries with the guys Laughing about us ducking homicides They say what makes you laugh, it'll also make you cry They say what lets you live, it'll also let you die I travel with the stick 'cause I've seen murder in my eyes Devil hunting on me while a nigga tryna strive I had ran it up, and then I helped him beat his trial He been gone 11, and I still take care of his child Money on my head Stay at home 'cause there's money on my head We don't talk, but I just know that you my man Nigga play with you, I'm leaving him where he stand, yeah Rose gold roses on the casket, ain't that romantic? I killed the care man, my family raring It's just a cold world, I'm polar bearing Tryna think to myself, but I was only staring I'm seeing ghosts, baby, it was at my show, baby I done took a life, and it's driving me crazy She just want her coke, baby, she ain't tryna have no baby She ain't trying to settle down, she'd rather run around I had a talk with the Devil and it didn't go right I keep my phone on silent, don't need no more nights Have you ever woke up to a call that said he died last night? Got me wondering how it is in paradise [Chorus 2] It's okay to cry (Ooh), yeah (Ooh) It's okay to cry (Ooh), yeah, yeah (Ooh) It's okay to cry, baby (Ooh) Plus it's when it's time to rise, baby (Ooh) Deep down, I hate these homicides, baby (Ooh) These niggas wanna see me die (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] Yeah, all my people dying, and I can't stand it I hit the pulpit, I'm tired of being abandoned I'll rush 'em down myself, I don't gotta call no ambulance Shit, they gon' take 40 minutes anyway Got me taking shrooms and relaxing with my bae Rather keep it cool with the niggas round my way Just bought another tool 'cause I keep bumping heads with the Devil Told my mama, "Don't let 'em dig my grave with a shovel" Keep my sisters with me 'cause I'm realer than ever Half a million, it got my bro outta shackles, yeah [Outro] Mama... God, mama, mama, God no It hurts so bad They killed my bro, they all rolled up, then they fucking killed my bro Stop, he's fucking gone, I just want him, please God, I'm sorry for what I did, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry God, please believe me, please believe me, I'm so sorry I'm so sorry, this [?] evil