You Don't Have to Cry

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Ay, yeah, yeah, yeah... My name is Weezy F Baby, hey Yeah, her name is Ms. Dynamite, yeah But you tell me... [Hook: Ms. Dynamite] You don't have to cry You don't have to cry no more As long as you keep holdin' on You can damn sure take it We gon' make it, baby You don't have to cry You don't have to cry no more As long as you keep holdin' on You can damn sure take it We gon' make it, baby You don't have to cry [Verse 1: Ms. Dynamite] ’Cause the snitches running to the feds Hoes bouncing from bed to bed No place for trust in your head Can't trust it... Where so many tears are shed Keep friends? He keep a 9 instead He know tonight he could be dead There's no justice... So many troubled souls, so many broken homes So many kids out of control ’Cause they hopeless... Too many on parole, too many lies told Too many had their freedom stolen [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Tryin' to make it out the hood Like, tryin' to make it out a manhole without a rope to pull Hope the bullshit don't take me out for good I know I gotta make the right example for my folk I don't joke, though the smoke is hella hard to pull I just take it to the chest like a vet Gettin' still, what I feel on the inside is genocide Tryin' to live on the outside, but will I die But you tell me... [Hook] [Verse 2: Ms. Dynamite] My niggas posted on the block Like they soldiers in Iraq Every day them bodies drop Keep droppin'... Pain and violence round the clock Need help but we can't trust the cops So how the fuck we make it stop? There's no stoppin'... We tired of these bloody streets All they breed is tragedy This poverty so sad to see So sad... Long as them sirens ring I pray to see the day you smile [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Get up in my state, I'm tryin' to find fate Gotta get it for grind's sake, I gotta find cake Ain't no fire escape, I gotta climb gates And knock down walls, and get up when I fall You see, given the time I'll face, I can't slow the pace Gotta move a little faster, ain't nobody on my side I pray every night, feel like I ain't prayin' to God Every time I tell Mom, she reply [Hook] [Verse 3: Ms. Dynamite] Ain't a whole lot of love where we livin' The self-hate replace the optimism Ain't a whole lot of chances we're given It's bullshit these streets is devil riddin' Every day you hear another mother scream Every night another victim, another murder scene Every second another nigga turn fiend But my ghetto children, hold on to your dreams [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Though it's lookin' kinda rough, you gotta hold on Though it's lookin' kinda rough, you gotta hold on I know it lookin' kinda rough, you gotta hold on Though it's lookin' kinda rough, you gotta hold on Ay, ay, call me when it's, and call me when it's Ay, ay, call me when it's, and call me when it's Ay, ay, and call me when it's, call me when it's, call me when it's Ay, all my people call me when it's gangsta My name is Weezy F Baby, hey Her name is Ms. Dynamite, hey, yo yo I know it's lookin' kinda rough, you gotta hold on [Outro] x3 You don't have to cry...