NBA YoungBoy – Through the storm Lyrics Download LRC x Pdf

[ti:Through The Storm ][ar:NBA YoungBoy][lang:English][length:02:44.83][by:Dibya][re:www.lyricsdownloader.com][ve:v0.0.5][00:00.00][00:00.14]I need to talk to Mike Lowrey
[00:02.18]Hello?
[00:02.86]It's Mike Lowrey
[00:11.94]Through the night when it be stormin'
[00:14.59]Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning
[00:17.35]Niggas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest
[00:20.64]Ask me for to tell it, you know that I'ma run it
[00:23.69]Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
[00:26.84]Flexin' on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
[00:29.88]Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
[00:32.93]Ain't no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon' burn him
[00:36.20]Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
[00:39.36]I got black and white bitches knockin' at my door though
[00:42.31]I'm in the middle of the room posted with a .44
[00:45.36]I got it out in case a nigga wanna take a photo
[00:48.39]Remember me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
[00:51.68]Now I'm in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
[00:54.46]Don't pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though
[00:57.62]I'm quick to let a nigga have it, you know I'ma blow though
[01:00.67]Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
[01:03.81]And I was coolin' on a flight, and I was hittin' them licks though
[01:07.00]Wasn't for him I wouldn't be shit, so I ain't gotta trip though
[01:09.92]Ten thousand dollars, that ain't shit, I gave him that times three though (slime)
[01:13.11]Through the night when it be stormin'
[01:15.88]Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning
[01:18.78]Niggas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest
[01:21.94]Ask me for to tell it, you know that I'ma run it
[01:24.99]Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
[01:28.15]Flexin' on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
[01:31.03]Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
[01:34.18]Ain't no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon' burn him (yeah)
[01:37.32]Can't tote no gun but got that Glock when I'm up in the yo' though
[01:40.62]Plus my PO and the police knockin' at my door though
[01:43.52]I get Q-Red to lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
[01:46.57]I told Nene I'm comin' back, she think I'm with a hoe though
[01:49.61]Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
[01:52.56]Back in the day them niggas laughed when I said I'm next
[01:55.47]Up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
[01:58.49]You know I'll pop 'em, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest (brrt, slime)
[02:01.61]Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
[02:04.65]Flexin' on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
[02:07.80]Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
[02:10.86]Ain't no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon' burn him (yeah)
[02:14.27]Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
[02:18.73]I told that boy I'm slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
[02:21.65]I told that boy he not gon' take my sack, yeah
[02:24.79]And if he play, I swear I'm goin' hard back
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