UglyChulo - No Llores Lyrics

Six chicks in a four seater
Barrio boy still out in a white beater
Black dickies Nike Pegasus modernized
Hips thighs got the eyes mesmerized

Slurring all my words cruisin downtown
Fuck the bunk clubs
Know the Tanglewood sound
Ugly fucking Chulo
Every devil has its day-yo
Check my style rockin halo
Horns pop out during foreplaying
Homie imma yell it
Fuck, just saying
Only barbers give me a fades
That's unhealthy
Smokin laced
Or smokin on that fake
Who really real
I can never really tell
Michael Jordan never failed
Level up and never bail
Make this shit look more than well

Leeches surround me
I know what they wanting
Let them think that they got me
But they cannot touch me
I'm one of one b
Original really
Always being real me

And I do not feel needs
You fake as fuck
Make friends and act like I give a fuck
Had four art shows and I know who shows up
Just settin roots and we always show love

Fatal mentality
Speak like catastrophe
That's one more casualty
Taught 'em like faculty
I got a salary
Still never satisfied
Seek for my soul
And take look at the saddest eyes

Fatal mentality
Speak like catastrophe
That's one more casualty
Taught 'em like faculty
I got a salary
Still never satisfied
Seek for my soul
And take look at the saddest eyes

Ooh Nah Nah

Never giving up on what we growing here
I ain't with the fuck shit
This is my city and I love it
If u wanna build quit destructing
Cuttin people out
Nobody gunna fuck the function
Pull the blade for any Tanglewood brother
Chop 'em got 'em floppin like a fish
I stay motivated fuck a wish
Gotta licensed for concealed
Don't carry buck shit don't worry
Content collect no hurry
Smokin that kill no worry
All gunna die
Why you crying
No llores
All gunna die
Why you crying
No llores

Know a homie goin in
When I'm feelin focused
Roamin in a world that feels hopeless
Stil Sharin love
Solo in a boat yuh
Dabble with the drugs
How I cope ya
At the last of the rope ya
Never goin broke no
Never gunna choke
Now I rock no logo
Unless it say Payrent
They don't get it and they prlly couldn't buy
Put in more time than degree plan no lying
More than hours for shifts
Less time spent smokin while you sit
Hope you keep up with the hits
Gotta rarely ever sleep
Gotta wake up just to dream
All these verses hittin licks
Throat dry needa sip

Told y'all I'm comin
Like Who got the crown now
Cause I got my halo
And all of the pieces in my town
Are coming together
They got my back
I'll loan them my sweater