The Storm

Lyrics

I told niggas in the game, right Right Niggas be frontin' Get money through you And then they start changin' on you Huh, let's go man I think it's about time for me to break these niggas down man Word up, haha I don't understand these niggas You put money in these niggas pockets And show these niggas the world and shit These niggas start changin' on you I'm the same nigga You know And I guess you niggas thought I was gonna end 'Cause you wasn't here right? I been through the storm [Chorus: Stevie Wonder (Black Ty)] Been through the storm, through the cold and rain (Right) Everything's still the same (It's all the same niggas) Can't control how I feel (Nah) Sometimes it's hard to keep it rеal (Awe) You see the luxuries in lifе, with the fortune and fame Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mane (Some know) So many ways to make a dollar Huh, sometimes I think about my father (It's not all about my money nigga) You see my poppa was broke, and my momma was young Tryin' to blend in with them city folk Every day landlord knockin' down my do' (Thanks for lookin' out) Wonderin' where my next blessing is comin' from (Black Ty got a story to tell) [Verse 1: Black Ty] Man what's the definition of me? A young nigga born in Watts Who survived the block I been around the block once or twice Grew up around pitbull niggas Fuck tryna be nice Motherfuckers got me confused up in this bitch 'Bout to make 'em come out they shoes up in this bitch When I was young I didn't have a quarter to my name All my niggas was the same I figured out who to blame My father, who basically left us for dead I'm mislead, streets got me thinkin' blue or red Nah, I ain't gonna be one of them niggas I'm about my figures, now it's time for me to figure The game out Tired of holdin' my hand out Niggas see me starvin' and they won't look out And I barely got attention at home My insecurities had me feelin' ugly and alone Now sing along [Chorus: Stevie Wonder (Black Ty)] Been through the storm, through the cold and rain Everything's still the same (It's all the same) Can't control how I feel (Can't control it) Sometimes it's hard to keep it real (So hard) You see the luxuries in life, with the fortune and fame Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mane So many ways to make a dollar Huh, sometimes I think about my father You see my poppa was broke, and my momma was young Tryin' to blend in with them city folk Every day landlord knockin' down my do' Wonderin' where my next blessing is comin' from [Verse 2: Black Ty] Shit get bad when the homie start stealin' Shit get bad when these bitches catch feelins I'm out hustlin' tryna get my money up While niggas is plottin' and schemin' tryna stick me up I'm gettin' more money than you niggas, my bad If I got better cars and broads, my bad Shit is sad when the homies ain't happy for you Shit is sad when your own families hatin' on you God will never give you sums somebody else is supposed to have So when I see you niggas mad I laugh Step your bar game up or step your car game up 'Cause when these niggas is outshinin' you won't give a fuck This song is dedicated to you jealous ass Hatin' ass, bitch ass niggas All you money low niggas Before we go, let me shout Violator Busta Rhymes and Stevie, it's a classic believe me Come on Come on [Chorus: Stevie Wonder] Been through the storm, through the cold and rain Everything's still the same Can't control how I feel Sometimes it's hard to keep it real You see the luxuries in life, with the fortune and fame Like them Cadillacs with sunroofs mane So many ways to make a dollar Huh, sometimes I think about my father You see my poppa was broke, and my momma was young Tryin' to blend in with them city folk Every day landlord knockin' down my do' Wonderin' where my next blessing is comin' from