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Artiste : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Titre : Through The Storm
Through the night when it be stormin´
Hopin´ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin´ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it, you know that I´ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit

Flexin´ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain´t no goin´ back, you know I´m gon´ keep it comin´
Ain´t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon´ burn him

Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white bitches knockin´ at my door though
I´m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
I got it out in case a nigga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
Now I´m in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
Don´t pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though

I´m quick to let a nigga have it, you know I´ma blow though
Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
And I was coolin´ on a flight, and I was hittin´ them licks though
Wasn´t for him I wouldn´t be shit, so I ain´t gotta trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain´t shit, I gave him that times three though

Through the night when it be stormin´
Hopin´ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin´ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know that I´ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin´ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds

Ain´t no goin´ back, you know I´m gon´ keep it comin´
Ain´t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon´ burn him

Can´t tote no gun but got that Glock when I´m up in the yo´ though
Plus my PO and the police knockin´ at my door though
I get creative, lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
I told Nini I´m comin´ back, she think I´m with a hoe though
Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day them niggas laughed when I said I´m next
Up with the choppa ´case that boy try reach for my neck

You know how I pop, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest

Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin´ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain´t no goin´ back, you know I´m gon´ keep it comin´
Ain´t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon´ burn him