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letra de storm - scorey

[intro]
jtk

[chorus]
i gotta keep bein’ patient and stay with the fate then one day we will get through the storm
can’t wait to wake up my mama to look in her face when i tell her “we finally on”
i know that everybody really countin’ on me so i watch how i’m playin’ my cards
’til then i’ma keep on k!llin’ all the competition, tell them n-ggas i sent my regards
i got some n-ggas sittin’ with the stars
none of this money healin’ any scars
i’ve seen my n-ggas bleedin’ in the yard
i keep that nine with me like a guard
i gotta get everything that i got in the booth and then wake up and do it tomorrow
they tryna hang my n-gga with a knot and a noose, you can say he a slave to the charts

[verse]
i used to stay in that place where you know it ain’t safe with them bags and waitin’ on cars
that’s why [?] went back for a case, had the case, now i stare at his face through the bars
no, you can’t eat what i ate, tryna take off my plate and my face and i’m makin’ them starve
he know i stay with gang, i don’t hang with no lames and we plannin’ on makin’ it hard
i used to play with lasers in the dark
boy, i’ma hang a n-gga like a tarp
he think it’s sweet but we make it tart
no, i don’t need a key to make it start
i started rappin’, they told me they know that i’m cold, and i found me the perfect of flows
i made some changes and stops on the road on the road to the top, b-tch, you know that’s how turbulence goes
i had to stay on that block with them [?] so i came and i turned up the stove
that’s where my n-ggas was stuck, all them sh-lls in that glock and then puttin’ that work with the pole
this one for everyone doubtin’ me
shout out aura, she told me she proud of me
years back you was just talkin’ down on me
now i can’t stop these b-tches from crowdin’ me
only hang with the gang that surroundin’ me
pull up and bang, leave his brains on the balcony
wipin’ his nose like a stain or it’s allergies
i need that chain so i’m changin’ my salary
no, i don’t play with my food so i’m changin’ the take on my calories
you a lame, you be fakin’ with batteries
me? i be puttin’ in work like a factory
now i got pockets, that’s [?]
[chorus]
i gotta keep bein’ patient and stay with the fate then one day we will get through the storm
can’t wait to wake up my mama to look in her face when i tell her “we finally on”
i know that everybody really countin’ on me so i watch how i’m playin’ my cards
’til then i’ma keep on k!llin’ all the competition, tell them n-ggas i sent my regards
i got some n-ggas sittin’ with the stars
none of this money healin’ any scars
i’ve seen my n-ggas bleedin’ in the yard
i keep that nine with me like a guard
i gotta get everything that i got in the booth and then wake up and do it tomorrow
they tryna hang my n-gga with a knot and a noose, you can say he a slave to the charts

- scorey

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