Tears - Jarren Benton, Big Cheeko

After laughter, comes tears

After laughter, comes tears

Uh, Yeah

Shed tears for my niggas that perished

Sippin' red wine in Paris, get topped on a terrace

Spent a night on the carouse

These bitches flock when you wear it

Faggots knockin' your marriage

Then go and plot with a sheriff

Rats, blowin' kush in a Cubano Cigarillo

If the pussy good I let the bitch go buy a few stiletto’s

It’s the god, bon voyage niggas is frauds

You ain’t hard, I’ll pull up, take a shit in your yard

These faggots yappin' with the captain and Sarge'

The killas pull up with the straps and then they clap at your car

It’s a homicide, likely you traumatized

God bless the kid that really lived that shit that you personify

Started lord’s best work through a sonogram

Murder rappers, the Son of Sam

I put 'em under the sand, ugh

Niggas passing and we pour more beers

Still grieving so we pour more tears

What the fuck?

After laughter, comes tears

After laughter, comes tears

Yo, Yo, uh

Niggas forget to mention when you break em off with digits

Put 'em up in position, get 'em high as a ceilin'

I’mma chase the feelin'

And I won’t let up on these niggas till I count a million

I won’t be specific

See I came from the bottom I ain’t seen enough

Bitches further on my dick when I clean it up

This the mind call me 'papa' is you in or what?

I live the life that these niggas just wanna rap about

Haters fold like money and keep they hands out

I got niggas locked down tryna stand out

You said you bossed up my nigga whats your plan 'bout

Free all my niggas from them cells when I make it out

Seen a nigga shot dead in my younger years

So when I’m cryin' on a track, boy, these hunger tears

They sayin' Biggie is back but now he backpackin'

And if your soul is dead I get it back crackin'

After laughter, comes tears

After laughter, comes tears

Uh

Niggas kill and tat a tear on his face

And then appear at the wake

And hug his enemy’s mama and didn’t break, damn

I need the rake, the money and tractor

Snakes and the bitches with the fat ass tits and small waists

Baby girl just wanna be a Kardashian, I ain’t mad at them

Lames getting lost in that pussy just like a labyrinth

Girl, that shit hot, she probably burn down the Vatican

Lord Benton in that Benz wagon, looking ravishing, nigga

Cartier frames cover his pain

Bodies on that pistol, serial got scuffed from the paint

Another black death, heard he caught a slug to his brain

After his death, his brother wasn’t the same

Ain’t no love in this game

Cried so much he dried his tear ducts up

Now he want revenge, lurkin' with the AR tucked

It’s on sight, like Blaow, bout to spray y’all up

Ay why the devil always prey on us?

It’s more tears, nigga

After laughter, comes tears

After laughter, comes tears

(After laughter comes tears)

I’ll try to hold back my, my, my tears

But they keep saying

(After laughter comes tears)

After your laughter oh, oh, oh

I’ll try to hide, hide my sorrow

I wonder, can I hold them till tomorrow