We who Dope Boy is It's a storm Boom boom boom boom
I'm hard for it, I had to starve for it Remember I ain't have no money, I had to rob for it Stood on the for it, ran from the cops for it We still be trappin' out them with the cardboard But don't be trippin' over here, no shit is not I heard you saving that lil bitch, better do some for her I make her up to my condo, go up nine floors And she gon' get right to it pronto, my lil whore She asked me what is my cologne, lil bitch that's Tom Now let me slam all in pussy like a backboard The niggas up now, look at the chalkboards Them cameras how they get you whacked, get it back boy
Oh why my heart so cold, and why my so froze (burr) Really I know, I did it on my own (Young Jefe) You see I'm numbers, I'm runnin' out the dungeon You hear the birds hummin', goes the thunder It's a storm coming, it's a storm I got hundreds, yeah all she want is money You see we came from nothing, you better get to It's a storm coming, it's a storm
One thing I learned growing up in these is that you can't run from the storm forever. You got to to stand up to it. See there is in surviving a storm. You won't ever walk out of a storm the same that went in. Glizzy, you survived every storm that came your way. It's time to rain!