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Through The Storm (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
I need to talk to Mike Lowrey
Hello
It's Mike Lowrey
This is the sound
Through the night when it be stormin'
Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning
N**gas 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**gas 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**ga play we gon' burn him yeah
Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white b**ches 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**ga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3 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**ga 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**gas 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**gas 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**ga 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 d**e 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**gas 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**k that sh*t I put his a** to rest
Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
Flexin' on these n**gas 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**ga 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