Drop, drop
 Is for my niggas in the pen
 Drop, drop
 For all my brothers in the block
 Drop, drop
 Hold your head, hold your head
 Is my letter to you
 I said I knew a new nigga
 For the these dark clouds follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Said I need a new nigga for these dark clouds to follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Said I need a new nigga for these dark clouds to follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow

 From out the corners of my eye seen the theme stagger
 Up to a hustler in this team with his jeans [?]
[?] to the left with a mean swagger
 Don't plan on leaving the scene till it's [?]
 Could have got a scholarship, but he fell victim
 Drop out twelve grade caught a jail sequence
 Had a polluted it with mind state, couldn't dwell in it
 I look at death in his eyes, face his pale [?]
 Looking up like a man, but a frail image
 Not the normal hustler cause he was kind of timid
 About the skinny as a grandma he would try pitching
[?] called a fly diction
 Ask me if I need it to fix, but I resist it
 The block hot keep it moving, is what I insisted
 It will take another beat before we realize we're sleeping
 Into the cycle we're all living
 It's called hell prison, prison!

[Chorus:]
 I said I knew a new nigga
 For the these dark clouds follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Said I need a new nigga for these dark clouds to follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Said I need a new nigga for these dark clouds to follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Take another sip from the bottle, bottle, bottle

 I just shown him that he envisions a better life for himself
 The type that he don't have to pedal right for the wealth
 Is in the [?] let's keep it up in night, nothing helps
 He's trying to lean and [?] on the shelf
 But he becomes hollow as the bottle he drank
 Lives life on the edge, but I doubt he ever jump, huh
 Trying to find Heaven in hell in every second
 Heading into a dead, couldn't tell what is [?]
 Been accounting this paper, preach accounting these blessings
 Evil in all directions, heathens was [?]
 His son [?] desperately in need for affection
 In [?] steps in, I see him stressing
 He threw away his future couldn't escape his past
 Caught up chasing cash, and he made at last
 He's physically free, but confined
 His hell is imaginary, the prison is in his mind

[Chorus: x2]
 I said I knew a new nigga
 For the these dark clouds follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Said I need a new nigga for these dark clouds to follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Said I need a new nigga for these dark clouds to follow
 Cause [?] over me is too black to see tomorrow
 Take another sip from the bottle, bottle, bottle