The Storm
Up and down these hallways
Making moves, the long way
Pick and choose, went the wrong way
Sticking through on them long days
Fighting through it the hope way
Holding on till payday
Remember me in my hay day
Back when we felt the same way
I think, I think, I think, I know
Money back in a flow
Tryna keep it afloat
Tryna stay in the boat
(Woah...)
Last issue I wrote.
Dealing with these emotions
Button push like remotes
Friends think it's a joke
I think, I got it now.
I think I'm calming down
These drinks are common now
Fake bitches are not allowed
I know, I know, I know, I know
I ain't forgotten now
Cause These tribulations child
They gotta a nigga wild
But I know for certain now
I gotta watch my mouth
Cause everything, it's you and I
We made it through, we saving room
Found you here in this waiting room
Cant chance it I'm patient soon
Holding on to what you assume
Late nights vibing with the moon
I can't speak on what other people do
Cause people will play with your soul
I done seen bitches pay for control
I done seen niggas scraping the bowl
Woah. yeah...
Just to learn what a nigga could know
Bitches missing the point for the goal
SMS lol on the scroll. Yo
Sing
I just need you to call me
When I'm too deep in my shit
Late nights up deep talking
When I need advice
Babe... I just need you listen
It's warm, let's make it the norm
I'm more than just comfort. It's Comforting
It's what's getting me through this storm
Cause I'm in this life I ain't chose
I'm making my way to the news
Told you God is still giving me cues
Truth
While the Devil been giving excuses
I'm content with the rhythm and blues
Got the oops like what are his views... accusing
I still got some things I could lose
We family so know that it's ruthless
These fake niggas bounce kangaroos
Off some bitches and knocked off shoes
And the change like the phase of the moon
In they mouth is the silverest spoon
Had to stress 'em to get 'em in tune
As I'm walking
Up and down these hallways
Making moves, the long way
Pick and choose, went the wrong way
Sticking through on them long days
Fighting through it the hope way
Holding on till payday
Remember me in my hay day
Back when we felt the same way
Grandma... momma... Unc, Larrye, Brandon, Gino, Andrew... I love you family
ULG
Making moves, the long way
Pick and choose, went the wrong way
Sticking through on them long days
Fighting through it the hope way
Holding on till payday
Remember me in my hay day
Back when we felt the same way
I think, I think, I think, I know
Money back in a flow
Tryna keep it afloat
Tryna stay in the boat
(Woah...)
Last issue I wrote.
Dealing with these emotions
Button push like remotes
Friends think it's a joke
I think, I got it now.
I think I'm calming down
These drinks are common now
Fake bitches are not allowed
I know, I know, I know, I know
I ain't forgotten now
Cause These tribulations child
They gotta a nigga wild
But I know for certain now
I gotta watch my mouth
Cause everything, it's you and I
We made it through, we saving room
Found you here in this waiting room
Cant chance it I'm patient soon
Holding on to what you assume
Late nights vibing with the moon
I can't speak on what other people do
Cause people will play with your soul
I done seen bitches pay for control
I done seen niggas scraping the bowl
Woah. yeah...
Just to learn what a nigga could know
Bitches missing the point for the goal
SMS lol on the scroll. Yo
Sing
I just need you to call me
When I'm too deep in my shit
Late nights up deep talking
When I need advice
Babe... I just need you listen
It's warm, let's make it the norm
I'm more than just comfort. It's Comforting
It's what's getting me through this storm
Cause I'm in this life I ain't chose
I'm making my way to the news
Told you God is still giving me cues
Truth
While the Devil been giving excuses
I'm content with the rhythm and blues
Got the oops like what are his views... accusing
I still got some things I could lose
We family so know that it's ruthless
These fake niggas bounce kangaroos
Off some bitches and knocked off shoes
And the change like the phase of the moon
In they mouth is the silverest spoon
Had to stress 'em to get 'em in tune
As I'm walking
Up and down these hallways
Making moves, the long way
Pick and choose, went the wrong way
Sticking through on them long days
Fighting through it the hope way
Holding on till payday
Remember me in my hay day
Back when we felt the same way
Grandma... momma... Unc, Larrye, Brandon, Gino, Andrew... I love you family
ULG
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Writer(s): Micah Weaver
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