Through The Storm
In the stu, 'cause a youngin trying to make it
Put a smile on my face, I really fake it
You switched up for the bag, yeah, you fake as shit
I put my feelings in the mic, that is why my lyrics hit
They don't want to see a youngin win
Aye, pray to God 'cause I commit sins
Got to stay strong through the storm, woah
Yeah, you talkin' all this shit, yeah, you fake on the low
Came a long way, no I won't stop
Yeah, they really haters, they just want to see me flop
But they'll love me when they see me ridin' in that droptop
You're the one who switched, quit talkin' about a flip-flop
Poppin' on these pills, I can't feel a thing
Used to do 'em, would drive me insane
They really switched up for the fame
You were torn apart, that's the reason that I came
In the studio, spittin' bars, that's the way to heal my pain
And help other too
Real ones today, there's barely a few
Doin' this shit I thought you knew, thought you knew
In the stu, 'cause a youngin trying to make it
Put a smile on my face, I really fake it
You switched up for the bag, yeah, you fake as shit
I put my feelings in the mic, that is why my lyrics hit
They don't want to see a youngin win
Aye, pray to God 'cause I commit sins
Got to stay strong through the storm, woah
Yeah, you talkin' all this shit, yeah, you fake on the low
(Yeah you talkin' all this shit, yeah, you fake on the low)
Put a smile on my face, I really fake it
You switched up for the bag, yeah, you fake as shit
I put my feelings in the mic, that is why my lyrics hit
They don't want to see a youngin win
Aye, pray to God 'cause I commit sins
Got to stay strong through the storm, woah
Yeah, you talkin' all this shit, yeah, you fake on the low
Came a long way, no I won't stop
Yeah, they really haters, they just want to see me flop
But they'll love me when they see me ridin' in that droptop
You're the one who switched, quit talkin' about a flip-flop
Poppin' on these pills, I can't feel a thing
Used to do 'em, would drive me insane
They really switched up for the fame
You were torn apart, that's the reason that I came
In the studio, spittin' bars, that's the way to heal my pain
And help other too
Real ones today, there's barely a few
Doin' this shit I thought you knew, thought you knew
In the stu, 'cause a youngin trying to make it
Put a smile on my face, I really fake it
You switched up for the bag, yeah, you fake as shit
I put my feelings in the mic, that is why my lyrics hit
They don't want to see a youngin win
Aye, pray to God 'cause I commit sins
Got to stay strong through the storm, woah
Yeah, you talkin' all this shit, yeah, you fake on the low
(Yeah you talkin' all this shit, yeah, you fake on the low)
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Writer(s): Rafael Vézina
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