| Yea niggas always asking questions man
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| Like why y’all niggas so wild
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| Y’all niggas go everywhere, shotouts, fights, things going on man
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| Y’all niggas doing y’all thing, getting a little paper man
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| Why ya’ll niggas can’t stay out of trouble man
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| It’s like black clouds be following us man
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| Time for ya’ll niggas to get to know Nore
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| Niggas wanna know yo what’s wrong with the god
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| Cause every other day it’s on with the god
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| Every week a different beef
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| Yea and my niggas cock guns and buy them for cheap
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| Shotouts in front of here and there let’s be clear
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| And we done sent niggas to intensive care
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| You see guns no problem, beef is no problem
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| Niggas start snitching, thats weak, thats a problem
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| I stay quiet, and don’t talk to the press
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| Fuck a courtroom, I’m good on the street with tec’s
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| Nigga Deuce locked, he got 15 years like booth
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| He just went up, shit got me bent up
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| It’s time to celebrate, but wait my niggas ain’t here
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| My father ain’t here, Pun ain’t here
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| It don’t seem like life treating me fare
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| I drink Henny, it’s stronger than that Belvedere
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| Black clouds over my head, follow my lead
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| Waking up in the morning beer and weed
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| Why the fuck it seems like, it’s so hard to breath
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| Why the hood seems like it’s hard to leave
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| We been waiting on this money for quite so long
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| And my niggas on the run now, way to long
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| Black clouds go away for the rest of the day
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| Black clouds just go away, don’t fuck up the day
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| I make good music, and thats the reason I sold
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| Through out platinum albums, and shit went gold
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| I can’t stress this cause god, I’m on the guest list
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| Feeling like Xzibit, straight restless
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| When it’s my turn to blow, and own the cable
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| I sold eight hundred thou on the penalty label
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| And man shit deep, I ain’t reach my peak
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| It’s my fifth album, ain’t none of it weak
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| I admit Melvin Flynt my soul wasn’t there
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| Recording in the studio, mind wasn’t clear
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| Said had to backup blunts and skunks
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| No quotables still ain’t get rhyme of the month
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| Black Clouds follow me, like where ever I go
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| Even when I ain’t stressed, and I’m ready to flow
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| I just let go, just let me know
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| It’s going be a better day, my seeds is celo
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| Black clouds go away
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| You been on slime back like everyday
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| Everytime I turn around, you bringing drama my way
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| I don’t know how I deal with beef today
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| «Black clouds» it seems you always with me
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| Can’t get no paper unless you there with me
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| Can’t go nowhere unless you there with me
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| I don’t even care, who else is there with me
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| Black clouds go away
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| You been on slim back like everyday
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| Everytime I turn around, you bringing drama my way
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| I don’t know how I deal with beef today
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| «Black clouds» it seems you always with me
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| Can’t get no paper unless you there with me
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| Can’t go nowhere unless you there with me
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| I don’t even care, who else is there with me |