Dark Clouds Intro

Kendall got thirty-six years for being a head hunter

Yayo got ten ready to quit only his third summer

My **** broke, ready to rob, he feel the purge coming

When it's a drought we fly south like when the birds coming

They can't stop me, I'm riding pass in that new RT

I'ma forever trap until the day they take my heart beat

We was fifteen with them blickys in a party's

Cold day in hell before I let the opps outsmart me

For pain we prescribed Percocets and marijuana

My **** was locked down in a cell, he heard he lost his mamma

I can't take no more pain, don't call me with drama

Whoever with me stay one hundred, we on our way, I promise

Let me take a second, and try to break down my life

Couldn't even make a band now, it's ten bands in my pockets and that's light

I was selling weed and smoking weed so the profit couldn't get right

Now I got that RT with the red seats and the bottom glow up at night, yeah

Yo brother locked down in a cell, you ain't talked to him since

Twenty-three hours trapped in a box, he 'bout ready to quit

They declining all these calls, he don't feel he exist

Young **** hearing stories about him, they think he a myth, damn

I been pulling out my hair

Thinking about all those years

We was struggling with no one there

On my way to the top and now they now they right here

If I call you my brother then I mean that

Should no bitch or no money come between that

I saw my brother steal from me, wish I ain't see that

I'm in the streets passing out boy, waiting on feedback

I'm blowing strong, say she love the smell of my cologne

This ain't no Louie or Gucci, this B.B. Simone

Real OGs ain't gotta brag when they put you on

Fuck a pack, give me some knowledge, help me live long

God keep taking all my ****, this must be a test

I love y'all how I love my mamma, ma no disrespect

They the ones taking risk with me, fucking with the press

Won't let loyalty die, no both sides, you gotta pick a set