Storm
Scorey Song Lyrics

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I gotta keep bein' patient and stay with the faith then one day we will get through the storm

Can't wait to wake up my mama to look in her face when I tell her 'we finally on'

I know that everybody really countin' on me so I watch how I'm playin' my cards

'til then I'ma keep on killin' all the competition, tell them niggas I sent my regards

I got some niggas sittin' with the stars

None of this money healin' any scars

I've seen my niggas bleedin' in the yard

I keep that nina with me like a guard

I gotta get everything that I got in the booth and then wake up and do it tomorrow

They tryna hang my nigga with a knot and a noose, you can say he a slave to the charts.

I used to stay in that place where you know it ain't safe with them bags and weight in them cars

That's why lil terry went back for case after case now I stare at his face through the bars

No, you can't eat what I ate, tryna take off my plate in my face and I'm makin' them starve

He know I stay with gang, I don't hang with no lames and if he play then I'm makin' it hard

I used to play with lasers in the dark

Boy, I'ma hang a nigga like a tarp

He think it's sweet but we make it tart

No, I don't need a key to make it start

I started rappin', they told me they know that I'm cold, and I found me the perfect of flows

I made some changes and stops on the road to the top, but you know that's how turbulence goes

I had to stay on that block with them serpents around so I came and I turned up the score

That's where my niggas was stuck, all them shells in that glock and then puttin' that work with the pole

This one for everyone doubtin' me

Shout out ari, she told me she proud of me

Years back you was just talkin' down on me

Now I can't stop these bitches from crowdin' me

Only hang with the gang that surroundin' me

Pull up and bang, leave his brains on the balcony

Wipin' his nose like a stain or his allergies

I need that chain so I'm changin' my salary

No, I don't play with my food so I'm changin' the take on my calories

You a lame, you be fakin' with batteries

Me? I be puttin' in work like a factory

Now I got pockets that's past the capacity.

I gotta keep bein' patient and stay with the faith then one day we will get through the storm

Can't wait to wake up my mama to look in her face when I tell her 'we finally on'

I know that everybody really countin' on me so I watch how I'm playin' my cards

'til then I'ma keep on killin' all the competition, tell them niggas I sent my regards

I got some niggas sittin' with the stars

None of this money healin' any scars

I've seen my niggas bleedin' in the yard

I keep that nina with me like a guard

I gotta get everything that I got in the booth and then wake up and do it tomorrow

They tryna hang my nigga with a knot and a noose, you can say he a slave to the charts.