Trap Tears

Verse 1: Raury
Mama cryin, cant survive
She lost her mind, shes stressin out
She needs to pay bills
Son took her money, daughter hungry
Bought the shit, theres no refunding
Shes high still
He owes the gang, they gave him weight
But he was weak, he has a week
Or he will be killed
And papa died, he used to trap
His sons a man, but men dont cry
Unless theyre trapped tears
Hook: Raury + Key!
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the trap
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the...
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the trap
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the trap
Tears in the... trap
Verse 2: Raury
They taint the future, newest noose
To hang the youth imprint your mind
Before you turn twelve
The sex and drugs and rock and roll
Before hormones weve been exposed
Before we know ourselves
Her babys early, papa workin
16, 13, what the tragic story I tell
He lost his job, his homie Breaded
Got connected to the plug
His family needs help
Hook: Raury + Key!
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the trap
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the...
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the trap
It aint nothin but them tears in the trap
Tears in the trap
Tears in the... trap
Verse 3: Raury
So whos to say that youth today
Cannot be shot or robbed or slain
By someone, yourself
And whos to say that he was wrong
His storys long
He wakes and sleeps in everyday hell
So mind your manners, Ps and Qs
Cause nothing new
No nothing new can happen to the trap
We think its cool and harmless too
But who are you?
Yes look around, you might just be trapped
Interlude: Raury
The street preachers anger grew violently as he continued to voice his truth.
Unaware that his passion to justify these views of hatred were also rooted in love.
Much like fog on a Georgia morning, love can shroud our eyes,
make us blind, blind to who we are, blind to who we are
Outro: DJ Smooth Jazz
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