Through The Storm Official Lyrics lyrics

by

Birdman


[Hook]
Through the night when it be stormin
Hoping everything could clear up by the morning
n*ggas telling lies, so i gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it you know that im a run it, turnt up
Like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
Flexing on these n*ggas pockets full of blue hunnids
Ain't no going back, you know im gone keep it coming
Ain't no time to waste a n*gga play we gone burn him

[Verse]
Today friday so you know we on that clyde and dodo
I got black and white b*tches knockin at my do' tho
I'm in the middle of the room posted with a 4-4
I got it out in case a n*gga wanna take a photo
Remember me an three yused to ride up in a stolo
Now im in a 2 door coupe, it used to be a 4 door
Dont pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know tho
Im quick to let a n*gga have it, you know ima blow tho
Late at night i used to sneak out my grandfather window
And i was coolin on a flight and i was hittin them licks tho
Wasn't for him, i wouldn't be sh*t so i ain't gotta trip tho
Ten thousand dollars, that ain't sh*t, i gave him that times 3 tho
(Slime)

[Hook]
Through the night when it be stormin
Hoping everything could clear up by the morning
n*ggas telling lies, so i gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it you know that im a run it, turnt up
Like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
Flexing on these n*ggas pockets full of blue hunnids
Ain't no going back, you know im gone keep it coming
Ain't no time to waste a n*gga play we gone burn him

[Verse 2]
Can't tote no gun but got that Glock while im up in the yo tho
Plus my P.O and the police knockin at my do tho
I get q red to lace the track, just like a blunt of dope tho
I told Nene im coming back, she think im with a hoe tho
Hunnid grand in pocket when i wanna flex
Back in the day, them n*ggas laughed when i said im next
Up with that choppa case that boy try reach for my neck
You know i'll pop em, f*ck that sh*t i put his ass to rest'
(Slime)

[Hook]
Through the night when it be stormin
Hoping everything could clear up by the morning
n*ggas telling lies, so i gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it you know that im a run it, turnt up
Like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
Flexing on these n*ggas pockets full of blue hunnids
Ain't no going back, you know im gone keep it coming
Ain't no time to waste a n*gga play we gone burn him

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