Lyrics The Storm - VloneOmie

Guide me through the storm
Guide me through the storm
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Niggas praying on my downfall, I heard Jesus saves
Whole squad full of hitters like we on the Jays
Speaking Spanish with my money, need it andale
Rocking every chain like we never freed the slaves
You niggas keto with your bread, I heard it's on delay
I'm spitting truths, hope you never feel a kind of way
At the highest of my arc, you know I've been the wave
I split naan with my disciples, we all getting paid
Been busy night to night, you can see it in the gaze
Just don't be blinded by the fame, it's all a cloudy haze
Just keep on stacking, keep on counting up your Frito-Lays
Evil spirits all around me, got me burning sage
I'm the blueprint, everybody trying to take a page
Haven't even seen my peak and yet I'm still amazed
Strippers watch my paper fold like I'm hiding grades
I ain't hopping on my Xbox, I ain't playing games
Rock an Apple Watch and still I always pull up late
I guess it's 'bout that time I bring about my evil ways
I earned my stripes rocking sneakers that Adidas made
I've been feeling like a starter, music's getting plays
No need for sleep when life's a dream in all your waking days
Still waiting on my flowers like I got an empty vase
So busy watering these plants, my pot's been feeling drained
Heard that nigga's music tanking like he wear berets
I'm getting older, staying sharp just like a bayonet
Almost 23, and still can't feel the fadeaway
I'll say it louder for you niggas like it's hearing aids
You niggas double back and fold, just like the Queen of Spades
Harvey Dent in all you niggas, I can't move afraid
Bridges burned, bridges laid, bridges that I made
Niggas beg to join the team like they need a trade
Can't bridge the gap between us nigga, I ain't Humber Bay
Shit ain't tight with us like it's been time to change the braid
Your people self-implode like they're holding live grenades
Showing signs of falling off, we don't do charades
Faking streams to save the way your music's been portrayed
Treat my tracks just like my steak, the grade is triple A
A different pedigree, been feeling like I'm Triple H
Always meant to be the one to climb up out the cage
My life is on a different page, I'm on a different stage
The rookie feeling like a vet, and I ain't even age
VloneOmie's here forever, I'm the new crusade
And you ain't getting saved

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