London Lorin - Thru Da Storm
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Hold on real quick
I gotta take this
Young London
Hello
Aye Loww Loww
Aye what's good
You know what's his name
That was at the spot last night
Talking slick
Saying that you a singing ass n****
And you Ain really bout that gansta shit
No no
Talking bout you think you the hottest out
But yo songs ain't all that and what not
Oh word
These folks cap
Knowing damn well when they see you
They gone ask for a feature
Aye that's real
Man these folks need to stop playing
They know you the goat out here
On my soul
On LIV
On G
Aye I appreciate that
Hold on I’m a call you right back
Aye I appreciate that
Aye eh
Aye eh
N***** playing but this shit ain't what they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Ain't what they want
Yeah he got sticks but he Ain gone do nun with them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
These n***** capping but that shit ain't what I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
Ain't what I'm on
They playing gansta but they ain't been thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
They say they love me but they love to hate
I'm in the booth right now
If them n***** draw down
I'm strapped up with a 38
I can't let another broke n**** in my face
They be tryna take food off a n**** plate
All these rap n***** fans
They watching my moves
Tryna see how I'm getting these bands
No we don't go back forth on no internet
Real n***** don't get into that
All that playing gone get your ass out of here
Up up and away buzz light year
N***** thinking they villains
But behind close doors n***** really be acting like bitches
N***** thinking they ops
Send a hit to yo block
Rent due bitch we clearing them out
I don't beef over pussy
But ill die bout my money
These n***** too broke
So I know why they mad at me
I got cases on cases
I'm tryna be cool
But they keep with that playing
I’m a let it sing
If its up then its stuck
But don't you be complaining whenever this shit start to get gansta
Yeah ill rather be counting some money
Cause I know that nun of these n***** Ain really crazy
Aye eh
Aye eh
N***** playing but this shit ain't what they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Ain't what they want
Yeah he got sticks but he Ain gone do nun with them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
These n***** capping but that shit ain't what I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
Ain't what I'm on
They playing gansta but they ain't been thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
These n***** lame as hell
These n***** rat they tale
Say you getting some money I really can't tell
These n***** be itching for clout
I know that's the reason my name in they mouth
Keep on with that playing
I'm sending them out
Don't you cry like a bitch when this shit go South
These n***** ain't hard but they might be gay
They acting like hoes cause that's just how they raised
I'm moving in silence
If this shit get violent
I'm keeping it G
Ain saying a thing
N***** acting as tough as they wanna be
All that capping that shit don't do nun to me
Ain doing no arguing with n*****
Get that money I'm balling on n*****
Got my mind on my money
I'm tryna get paid
Come round with that playing yo ass can get laid
So just keep it cool
Cause whatever you think can happen to me
It can happen to you
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
I promise this ain't what you want
You know I’m a boss
Send the word to the bird
Fuck around and yo ass can get lost
Aye eh
Oh oh oh oh
N***** playing but this shit ain't what they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Ain't what they want
Yeah he got sticks but he Ain gone do nun with them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
These n***** capping but that shit ain't what I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
Ain't what I'm on
They playing gansta but they ain't been thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Hold on real quick
I gotta take this
Young London
Hello
Aye Loww Loww
Aye what's good
You know what's his name
That was at the spot last night
Talking slick
Saying that you a singing ass n****
And you Ain really bout that gansta shit
No no
Talking bout you think you the hottest out
But yo songs ain't all that and what not
Oh word
These folks cap
Knowing damn well when they see you
They gone ask for a feature
Aye that's real
Man these folks need to stop playing
They know you the goat out here
On my soul
On LIV
On G
Aye I appreciate that
Hold on I’m a call you right back
Aye I appreciate that
Aye eh
Aye eh
N***** playing but this shit ain't what they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Ain't what they want
Yeah he got sticks but he Ain gone do nun with them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
These n***** capping but that shit ain't what I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
Ain't what I'm on
They playing gansta but they ain't been thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
They say they love me but they love to hate
I'm in the booth right now
If them n***** draw down
I'm strapped up with a 38
I can't let another broke n**** in my face
They be tryna take food off a n**** plate
All these rap n***** fans
They watching my moves
Tryna see how I'm getting these bands
No we don't go back forth on no internet
Real n***** don't get into that
All that playing gone get your ass out of here
Up up and away buzz light year
N***** thinking they villains
But behind close doors n***** really be acting like bitches
N***** thinking they ops
Send a hit to yo block
Rent due bitch we clearing them out
I don't beef over pussy
But ill die bout my money
These n***** too broke
So I know why they mad at me
I got cases on cases
I'm tryna be cool
But they keep with that playing
I’m a let it sing
If its up then its stuck
But don't you be complaining whenever this shit start to get gansta
Yeah ill rather be counting some money
Cause I know that nun of these n***** Ain really crazy
Aye eh
Aye eh
N***** playing but this shit ain't what they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Ain't what they want
Yeah he got sticks but he Ain gone do nun with them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
These n***** capping but that shit ain't what I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
Ain't what I'm on
They playing gansta but they ain't been thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
These n***** lame as hell
These n***** rat they tale
Say you getting some money I really can't tell
These n***** be itching for clout
I know that's the reason my name in they mouth
Keep on with that playing
I'm sending them out
Don't you cry like a bitch when this shit go South
These n***** ain't hard but they might be gay
They acting like hoes cause that's just how they raised
I'm moving in silence
If this shit get violent
I'm keeping it G
Ain saying a thing
N***** acting as tough as they wanna be
All that capping that shit don't do nun to me
Ain doing no arguing with n*****
Get that money I'm balling on n*****
Got my mind on my money
I'm tryna get paid
Come round with that playing yo ass can get laid
So just keep it cool
Cause whatever you think can happen to me
It can happen to you
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
I promise this ain't what you want
You know I’m a boss
Send the word to the bird
Fuck around and yo ass can get lost
Aye eh
Oh oh oh oh
N***** playing but this shit ain't what they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Ain't what they want
Yeah he got sticks but he Ain gone do nun with them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
With them guns
These n***** capping but that shit ain't what I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
What I'm on
Ain't what I'm on
They playing gansta but they ain't been thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
Thru da storm
