Darkest Hour

Synesthetic, synesthetic
Never was scared, never gave a fuck
Niggas cross sides, now it's time for they ass to get touched
You know what's up, Jewels and Clips, hang to my nuts

Harlem world one time, this shit for us
Gold mine like Missy, dirty money like Diddy
Ridin' through my city, notorious like Biggie
Niggas like who is he, the boy he get busy

Charge up like Drizzy, shots fired but nothing hit me
I don't know what's y'all problem
I end beef why y'all start em
Y'all tote guns but don't pop em

Y'all talk cars but I park em
Beamers, Benzes and Bentley's
Since day one y'all niggas envy
Everybody said I had the Juice simply

Knockin' down doors like my nigga Pimp c



Credits
Writer(s): James Whitaker
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