Dark days turned out fine
Ha
It got alright
Grey clouds passing by
But
My mind is tight
On the
Mission
I can't trust a
Fake cause I been
Listening tuition
They all the same
Why they talking politician
Leave that shit alone
I been smoking big dope
She been taking stones
And that murder that she wrote
I can see it dying
You will never catch me lying
To a brudda in my tribe
Caught a case
But I ain't stressing I got time
Short legs running wide
If its smoke you know I'm coming
Me and my brudda we gon slide
Imma burn the stage on sight
If its if its ohh
Dark days turned out fine
Ha
It got alright
Grey clouds passing by
But
My mind is tight
On the
Mission
I can't trust a
Fake cause I been
Listening tuition
They all the same
Why they talking politician
She know I'm trying
My problems
Turn ash to fire
Next year I'm flying
Right now
I'm fixing my tire
This system got fried up
They working jobs
To get fired
But girl I decided
Not gonna die
Feeling tired
I wanna ride with a stripper bitch
Come take a look inside my eyes
Bloodshed
All on my paperclip
It's all
For the hell of it