Storm

I done made it through the storm
Feel the pressure bout to blow
I done made it through the storm and got my badges out the trenches
Badges out the trenches
Had to battle out the war to make it bacc hope god forgive us
Shit I hope to gawd

I done made it through the storm and got my badges out the trenches
Had to battle out the war and make it bacc hope god forgive us
My darkest stories told could give you nightmares if you witness
Couldn't fight my way up out to find the light off in the distance
All I know is never fold don't ever give up never give in
Feel the pressure bout to blow stay on ya toes and mind ya pivot
From the concrete grew a rose and it would grow to be a menace
Out here swinging for the fence forced my way up off the benches

I never listened to the hate because I'm focused
And I can't pay too much attention to who's boast is bigger
I'm loccin in can't be a prophet if he don't deliver
Trial and error and too many times we broke the blender
I took the stairs and that's the path them niggas won't consider
All that you did but that's some shit them niggas won't remember
Sticc to the goal and know your purpose have your own agenda
But keep it solid cause them summers turn the coldest winter
But we still push it til the tires flat
When you really want it gotta ride wit that
Cause you're the only one that got the drive for that
Once you make it there then you can fly it bacc
I put in too much effort now to dial bacc
So ima give it all until my vitals flat
Could never fold pressure built my presence bitch It's set it stone
I took all my losses made em steppin stone
At my best when I'm left alone
I struggled through the rain some days it never shows
Something I can't explain so niggas never know

I done made it through the storm and got my badges out the trenches
Had to battle out the war and make it bacc hope god forgive us
My darkest stories told could give you nightmares if you witness
Couldn't fight my way up out to find the light off in the distance
All I know is never fold don't ever give up never give in
Feel the pressure bout to blow stay on ya toes and mind ya pivot
From the concrete grew a rose and it would grow to be a menace
Out here swinging for the fence forced my way up off the benches



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Writer(s): Devine Johnson
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