Weather the Storm (feat. Meek Mill & Lil Baby)

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 Twenty-nineteen we ain't taking no shorts unless we going on vacation
 Big fish
 Another one
 Uh
 DJ Khaled
 Drop top gone (Drop top gone)
 Sellin' popcorn (Sellin' popcorn)
 I went from licks to most wanted to the top of the Forbes
 Fucked up the trenches (Fucked up the trenches)
 I weather the storm (Weather that shit)
 Young living legend, I be on that shit that these niggas ain't on (Niggas ain't on)
 I went to war with the system (Yeah)
 To give my son toys on Christmas (Yeah)
 Probably won't give me no Grammy (Give me that)
 Putting awards on wrists (Yeah)
 We had to kill just to make it out
 Shit, we puttin' rewards on niggas (Brrt)
 Live by the gun and we die about it
 Shit, I'm prayin' the sword don't kill us
 Prayin' the Lord forgive us, we going to war with killers
 They put a bounty all on my dawgs, want 'em dead by morning, nigga
 We took risks to live like this, ain't doing consignment (Doing consignment)
 I brought my mama tears, and I turned 'em to VVS diamonds (VVS diamonds)
 I know you see me on top of my game, ain't see me declinin' (See me declinin')
 Turned to a monster, the next time you saw me
 You seen I was climbin' (Seen I was climbin')
 They took my elevator, I said fuck it
 I'm takin' the steps (Takin' the steps)
 Got me on bail, they want me in jail, they say I'm a threat (Say I'm a threat)
 Fighting for freedom eleven years, they been takin' my breath (Taking my breath)
 Watchin' the feds taking pictures, it been makin' me stress (Makin' me sweat)
 Tappin' my phone, takin' my rights, and makin' 'em wrong
 Deep in this shit, had to dance with the devil to make it back home, yeah
 I got a call from one of the dawgs, say, "You been ridin' private"
 He say I should tell the pilot to come and get him
 And the crazy part about it, my nigga sittin' in a prison
 And the other crazy part about it, I really know that feelin', yeah
 I can't put my trust inside the system
 Gotta be here for my sisters
 And my niece believe in Christmas
 And her dad, somebody killed him
 Some shit I don't remember
 'Cause I left him in a box when they had me in them locks
 I blame God for my convictions
 Never give a judge that ammunition
 Never had no co-defendants
 God gon' be my only witness
 Never take it personal, it's whatever when we handlin' business
 We been through the worst, them situations we can never mention
 You gon' have your mom losin' her mind if you get a conviction
 Got some homies sittin' in the feds, hope they get an eviction
 Prayin' to his gun, he got his fire, he ain't got no religion
 I heard Meek got two for a wheelie and I was in the kitchen servin'
 Had me thinkin', is it all worth it?
 Thinkin' 'bout the chances that I took to buy you purses
 Thinkin' 'bout them licks that we went on and just go splurge it
 Switched it up and everythin' been workin'
 

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Duration
02:33
Key
2
Tempo
76 BPM

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