Now It's Getting Gloomy After Sundown

by Baby Aztro

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My best of friends be the last to defend me Pray that tragedy end me Want me dead but there’s batteries in me I wreck on loops like a crash at the indy adding Gs to the F in the bag of that Fendi I sip the Remy there’s no compassion within me Apparel fashion help bitches befriend me I hit the booth and blackout without bottles of MD Jealous ones still envy send hollows and empty Getting money off the track but cant nobody pimp me I’m getting money off the track, cant nobody pimp me Train robberies and who rides, who's on who’s side Money don’t buy happiness til exchanged for a few lives Make it out, few tried Get signed and get put in a box Donations for canned food drives They ignore the greats until a dude dies Thats why I plan to fake my death record enough to fill up 2 drives How can you not respect it Cuban links how I got connected People change but I'm not affected Buy the block and get a knot invest it A couple stocks just to plot an exit Henn on ice like a sprain and you got a rest it I’ m not the one to mess with You can get ya mugshot, like you got arrested They feeling everything i drop my discog molested Too many skills i thank god im blessed with You got an album comin, plan it wiser You a plagiarizer Gimmie credit college plan advisor This reality for fantisizers Put in motion as the plan advises You can witness as the man arises If you pickin this up, then carry on Some we think we just deal with the baggage and carry on Think so get ya mind right , you’re very wrong All this baggage but, still fly like carry on
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Uh, You can’t stop or hold me, I want the cheese chips guacamole You looking up to niggas rocking rollies Before I make it your favorite rapper will drop and O.D. Its all good so you should get to know me You talk a lot but never doin much The only time they pass the rock was playin hoops and such You not a playa but a mascot, just hang around the niggas that be shootin up And it’s ironic, you’ll be suitin up Early graves if you plot against me, You got next but it’s not convincing Poke you in your heart like we got to fencing A big problem to the little guys They release get pushed back like the offense was penalized I neva a simp I got the limp and all Yall to high off fentanyl To notice that ya label out here pimpin yall Every album i’ve released physically sent em all Until its yours, it’ll never make sense to yall It’s one nation til the census falls Arguing about pence and walls Its obvious intents to stall I been the nicest since it cost cents to call In solitude without a sentence still the prince and all I'm in a different bracket Do ya research and get the packet Ya money split like a zipper jacket Be up on twitter talking reckless how you lifting ratchets And get confronted claim a nigga hacked it What the fuck Now it’s gloomy after sundown Brothers gettin gunned down Why am i stressin? here’s a run down Money, life, politics A whole lotta shit But when you see then it’s the opposite It’s gloomy after sundown I use to rock Girbauds The pants changed still the pockets swole Fuck a plug I'm tryna shock the globe The envious they wanna cock and load Toss my body in forgotten roads But they can suck my cock and load Inhale until my top explode Twistin these blunts Flow sicker than the mystery lunch Best advice never fall for the trickery once That's the company that misery wants Kickin game that I literally punt And I plan to call on sick, everyday of Black History Month Because it’s gloomy after sundown Brothers gettin gunned down Now it’s gloomy after sundown Now it’s gloomy after sundown Brothers gettin gunned down Why am i stressin? here’s a run down Money, life, politics A whole lotta shit But when you see then its the opposite It’s gloomy after sundown Brothers gettin gunned down Why am i stressin? here’s a run down Money, life, politics A whole lotta shit But when you see then its the opposite It’s gloomy after sundown
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I'm gettin stacks sucka Seein goals like i’m at Rucker A mack hustler Local acts lack luster If ya girlfriend say i’m wack, fuck her She got a bad taste in men and music Slide through like a visa, its like v cards how women lose it If it aint addin to the pockets then it’s stupid Rollin o green like a kick fro Mia Use to hit the via To head to work instead of hit keys like Chick Corea If we aint seein eye to eye than the bitch is Sia Delete the number then i hit Maria Niggas talkin all this fashion like they hit Labrea In fugazi shoes whole outfit Korea Demeanor switches Led to some meaner riches The one with money doesn’t mean the richest Aim for fences, i’m Denzel when the pen held Fuck COIN INTEL Ya clown rappers close to pop like principal Beige Pimpell And I’m all that So fall back Watching silver stars play the only time you seen a tall rack All smiles when I floss I want all plaques, yea Yea That’s all I want baby Thats all I really want On the clock twenty five eight three six six This the type a shit we be on Champagne and cut ribbons Fresh to death now, so fuck living Money never given up but the sluts give in It’s hard to trust women But i don’t trust noone Every track is hard body like a tough shogun Tryna make bands stretch like i’m about to go run And the music so dope ears bout to go numb In this world all that matters if you droppin some bread Keys open doors til you hear a knock from the feds Callin shots till I'm dead They hear my voice and bitches hop in my bed You like a fever only hot in your head Early morning mind blown like a dot to the head Remember search for the answers ‘fore the options are read
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Small fortunes large portions Often gluttons using force on cohorts But I let karma run its course then Smooth as marble porcelain Flash a short grin Most these rappers on my foreskin (It’s lookin ugly) I'm in a different space aimin for the stars Interstellar with bars I'm tryna c notes before I b flat Make the town jealous Push dope like brown sellers And i’d rather make a buck instead of hang around fellas It's underground like down cellars Still crowned cause the sound relish There’s never love for out of town dwellers Da flow been nasty like the fluid through the sewage drain A mack for life forever duckin dodgin cupid’s aim I’m gettin loot and thangs, spinnin like a record be Dont hit the phone if it aint reference a check for me Lien in pay attention call it equity Callin shots in this game should be a referee You just a simp and yo girl showed the text to me And that was after getting naked having sex with me I’m in the lab cookin up but fuck a recipe A lot of bread and hella sauce they wantin seconds free We all tryna chase american dreams Can’t help but think when i stare at this cream This wicked life is in only fair as it seems A Small fortune that we share in our jeans We all tryna chase American dreams Can’t help but think when I stare at this cream This wicked life is only fair as it seems A small fortune that we share in our genes I’m just a different breed Manipulate just like a twitter feed Got me spreadin more legs than a centipede In rush hour smokin cigaweed You barely got hits like little leagues Count it up and get a rush with a little greed Compared to others ya rap sheets is a civil deed Went from counted out now I count amounts I'm on a show you get announced I gotta bounce Save the effort I’m make the most you makin lesser It aint slang when a dj say they break ya record It’s not a loss if i lose, its fate Money over bitches that’s a ted talk you can use If I sold a pair the closest you can walk in my shoes When you tryna leave a mark sometimes the soft will get bruised You can get a few clips like its off of the news These niggas biased you can see them getting lost in they views Sellin out at what cost, to get views? And months later fallin off no deal or offers to choose Small fortune We all tryna chase american dreams Can’t help but think when i stare at this cream This wicked life is in only fair as it seems A Small fortune that we share in our jeans We all tryna chase American dreams Can’t help but think when I stare at this cream This wicked life is only fair as it seems A small fortune that we share in our genes
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Uh Life’s a sport i just play a few games Kick it like Liu Kang In debt, but I'm fresh, from my head to my shoe strings New slang reel in your boo thang Music getting play from SA to the Ukraine I'm blessed And favored highly Was labeled worthless now these labels find a way to buy me A major purchase in the circus imma playa high key Go and risk it Gravy with the biscuit Ya diss track a bitch fit Drink bleach and get ya wrist slit If you not fuckin with this shit Im gettin twisted like the bottom of some lipstick Thinkin bout how far i came Through all the rain Let go all the pain Slave to the mind just a ball and chain Stand for something, fall to change When it’s all arranged You get stronger food for thought, thats what i call a gain A lot of power niggas envy charlamagne Watch for snakes crawl and thangs Tricks for i’ll never fall again Smile, We’re not perfect To lord a humble servant The hustle urgent Wash the sins without detergent I know the consequences but its worth it You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit Smile, We’re not perfect To lord a humble servant The hustle urgent Wash the sins without detergent I know the consequences but its worth it You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit We’re not perfect but im closest to it Chose to risk when they said don’t pursue it I had a plan and god laughed but, won’t he do it Among the real i’m only fluent and it’s so congruent There’s nothin to it Leave em astonished and they broke as a promise Salute the hustle if illegal or it’s honest The block is mean pullin cards without a soccer team A keep masks on like everyday is halloween Although the market’s digital, i want a lot of green Still keep it hand to hand like a rock to fiends You gotta dream it’s a cycle but we not machines My leisure time im droppin paper like a gotta zine Never worried You come up short like february Throw my money in a casket, ‘fore i’m dead to bury Mentioned first never secondary Mark the spot with an X any means necessary Smile, We’re not perfect To lord a humble servant The hustle urgent Wash the sins without detergent I know the consequences but its worth it You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit Smile, We’re not perfect To lord a humble servant The hustle urgent Wash the sins without detergent I know the consequences but its worth it You gotta work it for the buzz up in the circuit
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released February 2, 2020

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