Lil Hurricane

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Hurricane Wisdom - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Lil Hurricane

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[Intro] Should I change it to "This a Story 'Bout Lil Hurricane?" Ayy, this a story 'bout Lil Hurricane Before the trips, the chasin' chips, and all the finer things Before they say I sold my soul to get a diamond ring See, on my soul, I'll never fold, no, I could never change And on Havana, 850, that shit gon' stay the same Uh-huh, that shit like that Okay [Chorus] Say this a story 'bout Lil Hurricane Before the trips, the chasin' chips, and all the finer things Before they say I sold my soul to get a diamond ring See, on my soul, I'll never fold, no, I could never change And on Havana, 850, that shit gon' stay the same [Verse 1] Say I only went outside to see Ms. Janet, man, uh Meaning I didn't have no friends who I could call to see, uh, huh It got to the point where I couldn't go to school Bitches laughing at me, pickin' on my shoes, huh, huh Whoadie sad for me, put me onto Juice, huh, huh Now I get a half and flip it by the two, huh, huh Now I get a bag, but I can't split with you, huh 'Cause you left me in the past, but it's good for you I put the city on my back, you put the hood on who? I know that all these niggas mad, but I'm comfortable Just take your heart up out these streets, it ain't no love for you I put my feelings on the beat, no, it's not usual But, see, I come from a church where If you feelin' hurt, then you gon' sing it 'til it hurts, uh Sing it 'til you done, huh, got it from the dirt, say Turned from nothin' to somethin', I had put it in a verse [Chorus] This a story 'bout Lil Hurricane Before the trips, the chasin' chips, and all the finer things Before they say I sold my soul to get a diamond ring See, on my soul, I'll never fold, no, I could never change And on Havana, 850, that shit gon' stay the same [Verse 2] So you gon' give me my respect, I Heard you Insta famous, give a fuck about that check, I Ain't get no sleep for all week, I need some rest, huh Come on my street with no heat, you gettin' stretched, huh Damn, I'm feelin' blessed, huh, damn, I'm feelin' stressed 'Cause every time I turn around, they puttin' me in mess, huh Niggas like to dress up, they be switchin' sides, huh They be changin' colors like that shit be tie-dye, okay, huh See, I just wanna get high, uh Let me smoke some trees so I can go straight to the sky, okay, huh See, I'm just tryna get by, I Know I'm like a seed, boy, I can't wait 'til I can sprout, uh Feel like I'm defeated, but I know that I can't pout They say give me a reason, bitch, I got it off the ground and I Didn't need a season, bitch, I did it in a drought Hurricane bring that rain and they feelin' every ounce [Chorus] Say this a story 'bout Lil Hurricane Before the trips, the chasin' chips, and all the finer things Before they say I sold my soul to get a diamond ring See, on my soul, I'll never fold, no, I could never change And on Havana, 850, that shit gon' stay the same [Outro] Now I get a bag, but I can't split with you, huh 'Cause you left me in the past, but it's good for you I put the city on my back, you put the hood on who? I know that all these niggas mad, but I'm comfortable (Hurricane bring that) Know that all these niggas mad, but I'm comfortable (Say Hurricane bring that) (Say Hurricane bring that motherfuckin' rain) (Hurricane bring that, said Hurricane bring that motherfuckin'—)

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  • Hurricane Wisdom