Quiet Storm

[Verse]

They say money and bitches can take control of me
I was in the kitchen
Before these bitches had even noticed me
Stop fucking with sum niggas
Even niggas that's really close to me
Caught up with these bitches
I hate it thats how I use to be
Really getting noticed
Man half of this shit is new to me
Growing up getting in trouble
People told me what I'm gonna be
Gonna be what I wanna be
Boy we don't fw wanna be's
Wasn't here for the come up
Don't be talking nigga don't talk to me

Late night in the stu
Making moves
I been making moves
Boy don't hit my phone if you ain't chasing niggas making moves
Kick em with my loubs
Or my lous
Cause I ain't fuck with dude
You getting played out lil nigga
just like some trues

Working all week ,
no sleep
Standing on my feet
Still falling back when I peep
I'm like Nigga geesh
Can I get sum peace
Throwing up peace
Watch a nigga preach
Here a nigga preach

I been stacking green
Tryna get my momma out the trenches

I don't fuck with bitches
Why tf would I just lie to bitches

Single as a bitch , and getting pussy is a hobby nigga

Bussed on yo bitch so when you kiss her I be dying nigga

Aye , and I ain't into all that lying nigga

Get it how you say and don't be over line lying nigga

All that over line tweet talking I ain't with it nigga

See em out in public, iont hear a word out of niggas

Took my nigga Mari
He was here about a week ago

Straight up out of juvi
Na they took my bro to heaven tho

Do it for my bros so you know that I be upping rolls

Do it for my uncle so you know I gotta up roll

Aye up a roll or two
Little ass chain
I bet the hoes don't even notice you

I be selling drugs come and get yo ass a bowl or two

Stay around sum niggas that you know would never fold on you

Aye many men
Many many many many men

And you see I'm getting plenty bands

Boy I got strap why tf would be throwing hands

Told myself I'm done selling drugs when I hit a 10


Boy you ain't my blood or my ken
Why yo hands out

Got yo hands out
Cause a nigga whipping bands out

Troubled ass kid
But I feel like I'm the man

I was broke ass hell so I had to chase some bands now


Bitches didnt like me nigga na they tryna fw me

Remember I was broke and ball head you ain't fw me

I Remember I sold drugs as a kid and you ain't fw me

See a nigga up , so baby na you tryna fw me

Aye dirty ass bitch shut that shit up

Tryna fw me cause a nigga got his bands up

Cuffs around my waist the only thing that hold my pants up

Pockets fat asf
Since a nigga got his bands up


Money on my mind
Just had to stack them bands

Nigga I was broke as hell I Had to pick up grams

Stack them bands
Then I had to help my mans

But when you hit the 9th grade
You see yo friends ain't friends


The snakes is really niggas closest too you

The realest nigga be the only nigga rolling witchu

On a dummy ass mission then he going witchu

Was in the slums , so he had the same hunger as you


Was tryna eat , so I was up with no sleep

Money on my mind
So I be grinding all week

Ain't talking TLC
But my niggas quick to creep

Find out where niggas lay and kill that nigga in his sleep

They seen a nigga up they tried to take me underneath

hit my shows 6 deep nigga with my own heat

Know sum niggas from the east who quick to take you off ya feet

Got the devil on shoulder tryna take me underneath


Remember times we ain't have it
So I had to take it

Fake belts , fake chains
Guess I had to fake it

But na a nigga getting chicken I feel like I made it

A long way up to the top and in just being patient