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Song:Through da Storm
Album:Die A LegendGenres:Pop allgemein
Year:2019 Length:196 sec

Lyrics:

Hey big brother, it`s me, Leah
Remember at the old house I said you was gonna be a big star one day?
I`m so proud of youMmh, mmh, mmh, Polo G
Live in the flesh

Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin` to my lil` sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin`
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it`s all about perseverance
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I`m the man, ain`t tryna hear it

Phone on DND, I`m out in Cali whippin` through the mountains
Just cruisin`, feelin` my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
Need new shoes, I started hustling `cause I didn`t get no allowance
Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
Hottest in my city, I heard every word the labels scouted
I got rich and left the hood, still don`t leave the crib without it
Swear it ain`t no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
So much money, can`t keep track, I think I might need an accountant
I been runnin` up that check, them blue hundreds just keep piling
Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling

Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin` to my lil` sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin`
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it`s all about perseverance
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I`m the man, ain`t tryna hear it

Couldn`t leave my brother in them
Trenches, told him come and stay with me
We gon` live like kings for all
Them nights ain`t have no place to sleep
Niggas watched us starving, never offered us a place to eat
Took off, now they mad, but I know that they won`t wait for me
Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldn`t wait to see
Granny, I`m locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
Now I`m the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
Ain`t budging `bout no problems,
Swear these niggas ain`t gon` take from me
I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gon` lay deceased
This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gon` hit his face with heat
With this shit for live, forever gang until I`m 83
Real niggas dyin`, it seem like Heaven is the place to be

Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
Talkin` to my lil` sister, phone calls through Securus
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin`
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Everybody go through something, it`s all about perseverance
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
Yeah, I know that they hate, I`m the man, ain`t tryna hear it




 

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