Текст песни Storm - Scorey

I gotta keep being patient and stay with the faith
That one day we a get through the storm
Can't wait to wake up my momma to look
In her face when I tell her we finally on
I know that everybody really counting on me
So I watch how I'm paying my cards
'Til then I'mma keep on killing all the competition
Tell them niggas I send my regards

I got some niggas sitting with the stars
None of this money healing any scars
I seen my niggas bleeding in the yard
I keep that nina with me like a guard
I gotta give everything that I got in the booth
And then wake up and do it tomorrow
They tryna hang my nigga with a knot in a noose
You can say he a slave to the charge
I used to stay in that place where you know it
Ain't safe with them bags of that weight in them cars
That's when Lil Terry went back for a case
After case, now I stare at his face through the bars
No you can't eat what I ate
Tryna take off my plate, in my face then I'm making him starve
He know I stay with the gang
I don't hang with no lames, if you play then I'm making it hard

I used to play with lasers in the dark
Boy I'ma hang a nigga like a tarp
He think it's sweet, but we'll make it tart
Now I don't need a key to make it start
I started rapping
They told me they know that I'm cold
Now I found me the perfect of flows
I made some changes and stops on the road to the top
But you know that's how turbulence goes

I had to stay on that block with them servings
Of rocks, so I came and I turned up the stove
This for my niggas who stuffed all them shells in that glock
And then put in that work with that pole
This one for everyone doubted me
Shoutout Ari, she told me she proud of me
Years back you was just talking down on me
Now I can't stop these bitches from crowding me

Only hang with the gang that's surrounding me
Pull up and bang, leave his brains on the balcony
Wiping his nose like a stain or his allergies
I need that chain so I'm changing my salary
Now I don't play with my food so I'm changing intake of my calories
You a lame, you be faking with batteries
Me I be putting in work like a factory
Now I got pockets that's pass the capacity

I gotta keep being patient and stay with the faith
That one day we a get through the storm
Can't wait to wake up my momma to look
In her face when I tell her we finally on
I know that everybody really counting on me
So I watch how I'm paying my cards
'Til then I'ma keep on killing all the competition
Tell them niggas I send my regards
I got some niggas sitting with the stars
None of this money healing any scars
I seen my niggas bleeding in the yard
I keep that nina with me like a guard
I gotta give everything that I got in the booth
And then wake up and do it tomorrow
They tryna hang my nigga with a knot in a noose
You can say he a slave to the charge