Make Them Cry (Explicit)

Make Them Cry (Explicit) - Drake

Lyrics by：Aubrey Graham

Composed by：Aubrey Graham

Yeah

Ice yeah

I'm an only child no one could've made another

I have to father my mother

And treat my son's grandfather like my older brother

The skies are grey in Toronto they not a golden color

I'm feeling like BTS

'Cause it took the whole career for me to be so discovered

I know for sure that my parents they look at me and see a overcomer

I'm looking back at them and these days I see a older couple

I see my only uncle lookin' like that shit that I ain't ownin' up to

And if he said the way he really felt

I probably see his side because I'm old enough to

I'm looking at all my niggas they say "Bro we love you"

But all my words really the shit that they be goin' up to

Feel like 40 won't even listen to my words

When he knows I'm in a load of trouble

I'm in the cut just loadin' rebuttals

And I got a bunch of hits on my hand

See the swollen knuckles?

I tried to tell 'em it's working out for me now

He said "Then show your muscles"

Prove to me that you're still as strong when it's only us two

They know you thorough with bread

But there's some shit you got to pony up to

Basically he's sayin' I got growin' up to do I gotta dig deep

I really hate those two words they never bring peace

I'm at the Bvlgari in Turkey with my bitch

And we ain't come here for no big teeth

Nah I came here to turn a new leaf and maybe finally get some sleep

But all I can think about is the mountain to climb

And the conversations surrounding my music like their twin peaks

With Dot back in 2024 was a big piece

So it's like this shit is me but it isn't me

Y'all keep on asking me what it did to me

That's what it did to me

When I dig deep they say dig deeper

Tell us how it felt to meet the Grim Reaper

This album better have some big features

Well sorry to burst your bubble but I'm all alone for my mental

And I've been tryna end so many people I almost forgot the intro

Been so sure of my words that I haven't used a pencil

Been so paranoid that nothing in this world seems coincidental

Yeah our brother sold his chain the other day

And said that someone snatched it

I'm still processing that shit it got me so distracted

I think he's so desperate and our life is goin' fantastic

He don't have the heart to come and tell us he pawned it for cash

Even his baby mama been sayin' he been movin' backwards

To me he sold the only thing that has ever mattered

I could never forgive such a nefarious action

I'm still healin' my own traumas I've barely adapted

This new toxic shit I'm dropping is gon' spin 'til I'm radioactive yeah

I really make the roughest days in life look very relaxing

I don't do psychedelics because I'm too scared of unpacking

Sometimes I only see myself in my therapist's glasses

But I'm not taking it serious 'cause she's very attractive

I know it's a heavy ass decision to bury the hatchet

It'll take more than six Paul Bearers to carry that casket

I put the "man" in "manipulation"

When I pay your rent and that is a obligation to our attachment

Then I sprinkle in a little Mercedes and fashion

If that's not enough for ya well baby go back then

You fuckin' do that the spot that I got for you Jesus

You gave him reason to speak on my name that's some weak shit

They texting proof to my phone and my heart is in pieces

You keeping your options open for real that's some me shit

Since you gotta be kidding like nephews like nieces

I keep on rescuing leeches I can't believe it I really can't believe it

I can't believe it hmm

Too many wire transfers bound to have a good girl's morals tangled

The rent-free penthouse and the Van Cleef floor bangles

And plenty more examples that had you goin' Dora the Explorer

Outside while I turned a blind eye 'cause it's more than painful yeah

I think I also put the "man" in "manifestation"

Either I'm too numb to this shit or the city is changing

I bump into people and they act like we literally strangers

Random intrusive thought but what happened to Taz's Angels?

So many people that's not around from that generation

Niggas wanna talk about a battle I'm battlin' patience

Nigga I battle frustration I'm bout to turn forty dawg I'm battlin' agin'

I'm battlin' the fact

That the album ain't even drop and already they asses complainin'

Fuck it I'll battle the label fuck it I'll battle the majors

I'll battle the stations 'til my ass is back in rotation

Shoutout to the real fans that knew what I had in the basement

Shoutout to the fake fans I thought we had an arrangement

How many times have you tried to tell me I had a replacement?

How many times are you 'bout to ask if I had a vacation?

How many artists I've had to witness do bad imitations?

Niggas want me all bent out of shape rattled and shaken

My dad got cancer right now we battlin' stages

Trust me when I say there's plenty things I'd rather be facing

For real

And this time ask me to dig deeper I'll gladly explain it

Yeah

Ice