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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Through The Storm Lyrics
Artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Song: Through The Storm
I need to talk to Mike Lowrey
Hello?
It’s Mike Lowrey
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
n#gg#s tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the telly, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh#t
Flexin’ on these n#gg#s, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to waste, a n#gg# play, we gon’ burn him, yeah
Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white b#tches knockin’ at my door though
I’m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
I got it out in case a n#gg# 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 n#gg# 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 sh#t, so I ain’t gotta trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain’t sh#t,
I gave him that times three though (slime)
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
n#gg#s tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the telly, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh#t
Flexin’ on these n#gg#s, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to waste, a n#gg# play, we gon’ burn him, yeah
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 Q-Red to lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
I told Nene 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 n#gg#s laugh when I said I’m next
Up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
You know I’ll pop ’em,
f#ck that sh#t, I put his #ss to rest (brrt, slime)
Turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh#t
Flexin’ on these n#gg#s, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to waste, a n#gg# play, we gon’ burn him, yeah
Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I told that boy I’m slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
I told that boy he not gon’ take my sack, yeah
And if he play, I swear I’m goin’ hard back
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Through The Storm [Explicit]
Release Year: 2018