Black Cloth

Are you tired now

Listening to my music

You are tired, you hear the truth now

(Yeah)

You **** bogus I ain’t gon lie

You ain’t lit no fire now

You make the **** you call your bro

Beg you around around

(What)

When they ask you for sum

That’s when you bad down

But you spending on these bitches

Like you they dad

Speaking their pains

From they heart, i know it don’t touch you

When it comes to kill for real, you call em

There, here

How you claim you love the ****

You don’t love none

Shooting all these stars

**** good at shooting at the stars

But your bro ain’t see the stars

Only seeing all this bruises and these scars

Shooting at the stars

**** good at shooting at the stars

But your bro ain’t got the stat

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth

When you give when, they go on knees

They plead and plead

You remember then

I ain’t gon lie you got a case

They let you beat em

This life so crazy

Some only want to use your head

I interact with the street with ghetto

When I’m down hard

Grew up from trenches home

**** Can’t even get a loan

My pains in my song

I’m writing all this all alone

Some **** I know for real

They all still get along

I ease the pain away

We all go smoke along

Do you got a pant to wear

“NO” let’s get him one

Do you want to puff and lean

Let’s go cloud9

That was the one, that was the one

You gon call brother now

I was on pills, he was on pills

We share our pains now

The trenches brothers

Are the ones who feel pains now

The trenches ****

Are the ones who speak pains now

I know fasho

I know fasho

You get my words now

I ain’t gon lie

I ain’t gon lie

You get my words now

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth

(No no no no)

You covering with a black cloth