Laugh Now, Cry Later Lyrics – DAJOUR AMISTAD

Laugh Now, Cry Later Lyrics by DAJOUR AMISTAD

These n#gg#s bums, they don’t like free game
And these b#tches don’t know how to hustle
But move off the Cain
I know this one dirty b#tch

Who use her p#ss#, but she keep it clean
And when it come that time of month
She got the nerve to bleed on me
I know n#gg#s who done let me slide

‘Cause they scared of me
Don’t forget I know where your mama, stay
And she stressing me
I ain’t worried ‘bout your baby boy

He might be Kin to Me
And it’s f#ck your baby mama, boy
Whеn shе pregnant free
I’m tired of giving bum n#gg#s

And bum b#tchеs my enеrgy
Yeah, I tried to get you pregnant
Baby, but you killing me
And girl, you know it ain’t no stopping me

Yo’ baby daddy can call my phone right now
He’ll end up blocking me
After you done got done talking that sh#t
After you lied to me

Now I feel you tried to set me up
But only time can see
And only time can tell
How many times I’ll let you lie to me

And all the times you tried me
I never thought Alexis crazy
Sippin Brandy, wildly
I should’ve listened

‘Causes karma came back
And hit me with a 5 piece
Dasia like to throw sh#t in my face
Like she ain’t cry to me

And n#gg#s like to speak down on my name
Like they ain’t ride for me
f#ck I want my name deep in the streets
I come from poverty

b#tch, n#gg#, I’m gone leave the #ss out
‘Cause you assed out
Tricking b#tch, my intuition never lied
Laugh now

And I loved you
But you treat me like a f#cking clown
b#tch, this sh#t ain’t funny, yes, I’m mad
‘Cause You let me down

Put my trust inside you
When you said you want a baby now
Look what karma did to Mikaela
That b#tch a dyke now

These n#gg#s bums, they don’t like free game
And these b#tches don’t know how to hustle
But move off the Cain
I know this one dirty b#tch

Who use her p#ss#, but she keep it clean
And when it come that time of month
She got the nerve to bleed on me
I know n#gg#s who done let me slide

‘Cause they scared of me
Don’t forget I know where your mama, stay
And she stressing me
I ain’t worried ‘bout your baby boy

He might be Kin to Me
And it’s f#ck your baby mama, boy
When she pregnant free
I’m tired of giving bum n#gg#s

And bum b#tches my energy
Yeah, I tried to get you pregnant
Baby, but you killing me
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DAJOUR AMISTAD Lyrics – Laugh Now, Cry Later

DAJOUR AMISTAD

Laugh Now, Cry Later