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letra de black cloud - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
playboy on this b-tch, but he ain’t playing, though
i’m that

[pre-chorus]
smoke a blunt of strong, tell me, is you with that?
i’m just tryna get to know you, baby, tell me where you gettin’ at
i been that and i can take your pain to the neverland
too busy being who i am

[chorus]
roll out, roll out, roll out
pull up then we show out
go up, rock out
they pretend for the clout
i am way too cool for y’all
i only care ’bout myself
i think i’ve seen a black cloud

[verse 1]
okay, i walk in
lookin’ around like where am i at?
i just seen a girl who’s stuck in my head
tried to stay away but she reelin’ me in
we could have fun for the whole weekend
gotta thank god for the big backend
we just had a whole new pack came in
i just went and bought new chanel lense
went on tour and i got new fans
real deal slime, got diamonds on my hands
real shooter time, i just made a hundred bands
lost one friend and i gotta advance
young rich n-gga need to buy me some land
real go-getter, she don’t need no man
she so thick and the tone of her skin
make a n-gga wanna try datin’ again
oh, holly, i’m so sorry
you my only friend
i feel you right onside me
i never want this for the end
your energy keep on callin’
i pick up
it seems like i can’t keep ’em off me

[chorus]
roll out, roll out, roll out
pull up then we show out
go up, rock out
they pretend for the clout
i am way too cool for y’all
i only care ’bout myself
i think i’ve seen a black cloud
roll out, roll out, roll out
pull up then we show out
go up, rock out
they pretend for the clout
i am way too cool for y’all
i only care ’bout myself
i think i’ve seen a black cloud

[verse 2]
real street n-gga, why they hatin’ on me?
tell me why i got this pain inside of me
i tried to leave the beef alone, yeah honestly
but i’ve been leavin’ n-ggas dead inside the streets, ohh
got no friends, tryna bait us i say, “h-ll nah”
i’m like holly, all these f-ckin drugs that i’m on
i got blood runnin’ down my arms
i don’t wanna be alone
they f-ckin’ fake the sh-t they say, it only make me stronger
cut out the tops now your dawgs done went missin’
we clear out the block with a stick and a glizzy
we cut off her hair when she join the committee
interviewed by reporters while sittin’ in the bentley
they know i did it while i’m rappin’ ’bout k!llin’
truth for my city, i’ma say how i feel
they say that n-gga got several convictions
you know how i’m comin’, you know how we livin’

[pre-chorus]
smoke a blunt, a strong, tell me, is you with that?
i’m just tryna get to know you, baby, tell me where you getting at
i been that and i can take your pain to the neverland
too busy being who i am

- youngboy never broke again

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