It Don't Storm Forever
You can tell Lil Ro ain't like the fu kind
Cross me I gotta blast like Jimmy Neutron
Fuck this heart I got I think I need a new kind
In the streets too much I had to give the booth time
Lil bro will lay you down like a futon
No we ain't never spared a nigga two times
Gat on my lap right now im in the booth crying
Thinking bout my niggas looking at the moon shine
Out of sight niggas gone in the wind
Up the pole up the score then we on it again
Nigga told, what he on? Get the poles, spin the bin
Check the news for the clues, we ain't score? Spin again
Gotta die you crossed me you ain't blood you was just a friend
We gone slide on shit till we see blood that was just the plan
All about my life I bought a chop that was just a band
Where the strap I just heard something drop, that was just a can
All this trauma and its taking over me
Thats why I don't let nobody close to me
I just wish that shit was back to how its suppose to be
Ain't be fuckin with nobody socially
Look at you now remember you ain't notice me
Lil bro he wild 40 cal love the beef
Seen too many niggas gunned down covered in sheets
Prolly make you wonder why a nigga love the streets
I was just talking to Bussey now he underneath
Seem like that the good die young, until we meet
Shit can happen way too fast
All my thugs know that I love yall ass
I was fucked up remember it was all bad
Through them trials and tribulations nigga where was yall at
It just opened up my eyes that love and shit was all cap
Prolly gone meet my demise if wouldn't never saw that
You can tell Lil Ro ain't like the fu kind
Cross me I gotta blast like Jimmy Neutron
Fuck this heart I got I think I need a new kind
In the streets too much I had to give the booth time
Lil bro will lay you down like a futon
No we ain't never spared a nigga two times
Gat on my lap right now im in the booth crying
Thinking bout my niggas looking at the moon shine
Cross me I gotta blast like Jimmy Neutron
Fuck this heart I got I think I need a new kind
In the streets too much I had to give the booth time
Lil bro will lay you down like a futon
No we ain't never spared a nigga two times
Gat on my lap right now im in the booth crying
Thinking bout my niggas looking at the moon shine
Out of sight niggas gone in the wind
Up the pole up the score then we on it again
Nigga told, what he on? Get the poles, spin the bin
Check the news for the clues, we ain't score? Spin again
Gotta die you crossed me you ain't blood you was just a friend
We gone slide on shit till we see blood that was just the plan
All about my life I bought a chop that was just a band
Where the strap I just heard something drop, that was just a can
All this trauma and its taking over me
Thats why I don't let nobody close to me
I just wish that shit was back to how its suppose to be
Ain't be fuckin with nobody socially
Look at you now remember you ain't notice me
Lil bro he wild 40 cal love the beef
Seen too many niggas gunned down covered in sheets
Prolly make you wonder why a nigga love the streets
I was just talking to Bussey now he underneath
Seem like that the good die young, until we meet
Shit can happen way too fast
All my thugs know that I love yall ass
I was fucked up remember it was all bad
Through them trials and tribulations nigga where was yall at
It just opened up my eyes that love and shit was all cap
Prolly gone meet my demise if wouldn't never saw that
You can tell Lil Ro ain't like the fu kind
Cross me I gotta blast like Jimmy Neutron
Fuck this heart I got I think I need a new kind
In the streets too much I had to give the booth time
Lil bro will lay you down like a futon
No we ain't never spared a nigga two times
Gat on my lap right now im in the booth crying
Thinking bout my niggas looking at the moon shine
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Writer(s): Jerome Hawkins
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