DARK CLOUD

Bless me with them wings I won't ever stop flying Once I get my wings I won't ever stop flying Gliding diving Bad bitch she riding She wan be my sidekick She wanna be my bitch She wanna be my bitch But she too conniving And the way she ride it Like she mountain climbing I ain't gonna stress it no more Imma leave it alone All these butches fake as plastic Won't stop blowing up my phone Like I got the trap jumping They be blowing up my phone What he say I don't hear nothing I can tell that he a clone By the way that he be moving I can tell that he a simp In my cup is nothing regular No you can't get a sip Imma get to that bag it just depends Making that cash like roll up the rim Imma get to that cash it just depends On my team and on my fam It support or is it hate Is it love or is it fake Had a dream about that bag And I can't get it off my mind (Mind mind) I think about it all the time And once I get my hands upon that cash You cannot touch a dime (Dime dime) Uh no where at any time Had to separate the real From the mafucking fake If you pull up on my block You won't say it to my face That ain't gas that you smoking on Nigga that's shake I can tell from afar That you niggas all lame You the type to suck dick Just to get to the fame Switching sides on your niggas man That's a fuckin shame Switching sides on your niggas man That's a fuckin shame Turn your back upon your people man That's a fuckin shame You a snake you got some evil plans That's a fuckin shame I'mma chase that bag An I know some people can't Ain't that a fuckin shame Had a dream about that bag And I can't get it off my mind (Mind mind) I think about it all the time And once I get my hands upon that cash You cannot touch a dime (Dime dime) Uh no where at any time So many nightmares in my sleep I can't even tell if I'm awake If you ain't with me You against me Need to give your head a shake If you ain't chatting bout no money Get your man's up out my face Bad bitch I keep around me That's the type you can't replace