I done seen a lotta sunny days (Jd On Tha Track) But I still can't forget about them dark clouds (Dmac on the fuckin' track)
Made a million dollars, still ain't happy I know this money can't get my niggas out the casket I made a million dollars, still ain't happy Say she got her tubes tied, bitch, you tryna trap me What money make a bitch do, you don't know the half Posted in the projects, I'm makin' them birds take a bath Come and get your ho 'cause I'm makin' these girls take a tab I'm that nigga put my city on the map To the nigga that killed Ty'Corey, let it die down Put a bag on all of y'all, you better slide down Twenty choppas in the F150, out ridin' round Merry Christmas, we tryna see who chimney to slide down, nigga Playin' with my nigga just like Russian roulette Fuck her when I wanna, I don't ask her for sex I go where I wanna, nigga, show me respect Bmg, the mob, bitch, we buy the check
You ain't no shooter, get the fuck up out the car, nigga Police put chains on my dawg but this ain't Saw, nigga We caught him at a baby shower, play it raw, nigga You ain't no gangster, I can see that from afar, nigga
I been seein' dark clouds lately I'm so tired of seeing dark clouds, baby But it's them dark clouds that made me Dark clouds, dark clouds I been seein' dark clouds lately I'm so tired of seeing dark clouds, baby But it's them dark clouds that made me
I just took auntie to Sunday service, you ain't no gangster You just slide when you be on them percy Two cars swervin', sent 200 shots like Kyrie Irving I'm out the dirty, keep that boy away, he make me nervous Buy that bitch some business 'fore I ever buy a Birkin You too fine to beg me for a purse but you a serpent Say you want a kilo, Nino meet him by the churches Take a nigga pack and tell him that he don't deserve it I was on my last hundred dollars, I was worthless Seein' dark clouds over me, I'm hearin' voices You gon' get this paper or be broke? I made choices Lost a couple friends and it tore my heart to darkness I be seein' dark clouds
You ain't no shooter, get the fuck up out the car, nigga Police put chains on my dawg but this ain't Saw, nigga We caught him at a baby shower, play it raw, nigga You ain't no gangster, I can see that from afar, nigga
I been seein' dark clouds lately I'm so tired of seein' dark clouds, baby But it's them dark clouds that made me Dark clouds, dark clouds I been seein' dark clouds lately I'm so tired of seein' dark clouds, baby But it's them dark clouds that made me
Compositores: David Mcdowell, Jeremy Biddle (Yung Bleu), Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Teldrick Smith ECAD: Obra #31515980