Gloomy Nights Video (MV)

F*ck
Listen to this shit man, it's like my 50th take on this shit
Yo Shay bro
What the f*ck bro like
Why can't I get this shit right you heard?
Listen
Sick of cloudy days
All these gloomy nights
I swear this shit the same
Once you say it twice
Thank the lord for rain
But then he made it ice
Thank the lord for grain
Instead he gave you rice
All these cloudy days
Sick of gloomy nights
One you say it twice
I swear this shit the same
Always point the fingers
But never take the blame
I hate those type of people
Who try to play those games
Always end up losing
When winners in they face
Really looking stupid
Until they get a taste
Of they own syrup
To put them in they place
I gotta switch my movements
Just to see a change
Venting through the music
So ya could feel the pain
It's up to you to view it
When we dropping gems
I try to spit influence
But it don't make no sense
I swear I seen this shit before in 2010
I swear I seen this shit before
8 years later
A nigga in a Benz
1,500 a day
I swear this ain't pretend
Smoking rapper weed
Way before the track
Once we hit the top
Ain't no looking back
I'm tryna break the ceiling
A bentley and a scat
Flooded AP
With the chains to match
I'm on the red carpet
A nigga feel like Meech
I told the valet to park it
But this ain't a lease
Couple bitches talking
I put them on a leash
Now we at the grammys
I'm tryna keep the peace
Everything I learned
It's only right to teach
I had a plan to win
Since the age of 5
At the top, breaking millions, me and all the guys
We gotta make it out
We rapping about our lives
We don't do shit for clout
It's from the hard times
Failure, envy, doubt
That's a reason to cry
But we too thorough
So we letting it fly
So we letting it fly
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