It's a Shame

Make you cry

Cry

The things that'll make you laugh

Can be the same things that make you cry (Cry)

Those things that'll make you tell the truth

Can make you lie, make you lie, lie, lie, lie

Make you cry, cry, cry, cry

Got my Swisher rolled

I'm finsta go up here to the liquor store

To equalize my high

And try to see if I could fly

I know I can't but still

I drink and smoke that kill

I'm real, I chill, I fucked a gal

Who had to tell mine, guess that was just my luck

Sluts, hoes, bitches, tramps, all of the clits get down

When it comes to certain purchases they can't go get with stamps

But before I got a chance to learn I got caught up

The bitch got high, then my name was brought up

Fucked my whole game up, told the whole hood

Tried to go back to the crib and get pussy, no good

I shoulda known it, blowin' it like she owned it

Now the phone clicks and damn, my gal is gone, shit

A hard lesson to learn, now I'm just finna turn

This curb and go buy some herb and try to wet my worm

With some bitch who don't even know my muthafucking name

It's a shame, shame, shame

It's a shame when you're left out

And you're runnin' all over town

Am I to blame, am I the only one

To pick myself up after fallin' down?

When I try, tryin' so hard

To keep my feet on solid ground

So many people comin' into my life with bullshit in my ear

Steadily irkin' me, won't you stop workin' me?

Why (Why) do (Do) seasons change (Change)

Why (Why, oh, why) do I feel this way?

Get up and get high

A sweet to the head, my eyes redder than fire

I'm gettin blowed, lettin' smoke go right out the screen door

People walkin by, "Hey D, have you seen?" No

I'm by myself and alone

And if its bullshit I gotta listen to, man, gone

Don't even like to go but when I show at a club

I be lookin' for pussy, seldom searchin' for love

But I fucked up again and I went once more

Wasn't tryin' to find a bitch but stumbled upon a ho

So me and this bitch who didn't even know me

Left the curb so she can serve me, wanted to show me

A nice, quiet, private place no one would know

I rolled something to smoke, she had something to blow

But there them laws go, they had us fucked in the game

Charged the bitch for prostitution, charged me for the 'caine

It's a shame

The things that'll make you laugh

Can be the same things that make you cry (Cry)

Those things that'll make you tell the truth

Can make you lie, make you ,lie, lie, lie, lie

It'll make you cry, cry, cry, cry, oh

Those things that'll make you high

Will make you cry