Is It Okay To Cry? Lyrics – Lil Poppa

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[Verse]
Is it okay to cry? Hell yeah, n!gga, you human (For sure)
As a man, I never understand why we can't do it
As long as I turn these tears into a couple of mill and keep it moving
God already know your ending, just fight the battles that he choosing (That he choosing)
No, everybody ain't friend so it might hurt when you losing (When you losing)
Probably feeling cursed 'cause ain't s*it perfect inside your movie (S*it perfect)
But just stick to the script, my n!gga (For sure)
I know life a b!tch my n!gga (For sure)
(??)
Is it okay to cry? (Yes, sir)
They only tears from a thug (Only tears from a thug)
I see you later, never goodbye (Never)
Just send a n!gga a sign from above (From above)
What is hell? B!tch, we living it (We living it)
Just got a call from the jail, bro, it's been a minute
How you been, my n!gga? Mama Lynn good (She good)
You know, Micah pregnant now, thought she never would
But I'm happy for her, is it a girl or a boy? (A girl)
She about to bring me another niece into this world
I wanna give up but my chin up, let my chest stick out (My chest stick out)
Take the pain, pick a pain up, drop the best s*it out
How these n!ggas gon' tell my story but they left s*it out?
Yeah, you might see me in the streets but, n!gga, you don't know me (You don't know me)
Visual learner, 'fore you ho me you gon' have to show me (Show me)
I'm still coming if you owe me, I put that on Kofi
Is it okay to cry? (Yes, sir)
Hell yeah, n!gga, you human, go and let it out
Just make sure you wipe 'em when you done, don't let 'em see you (??)
When you live life (??) control, there's no way that you could ever wreck (Hell no)
And it's so much s*it I done left out, so much s*it I can talk about
But this song will be going on for a hour long
Say brother, you know I'm with you right or wrong, or dead ass wrong
Still gon' tell you 'bout yourself when we make it back home
In the meantime, fu*k these n!ggas and fu*k these hoes
Fu*k these promoters and fu*k these shows
Playing with my money, it's like playing with my emoticons
Playing with my money, that's like playing with Kofi
Understand how I'm coming?
From the police, the only way you see me running
Ain't no more opps, God took 'em all for me
Got straps for a dyke, though s*it, she wanna be funny
I wonder if she ever felt d!ck in her stomach
I can complain, that s*it won't change a thing
That s*it ain't gon' change nothing at all
Baby mama hating, I thought she would be proud
N!ggas out here putting on for the crowd
Stop faking with the baking 'fore you get ass fried
Yes, brother, it's okay to cry