[Intro: Shy Glizzy] Yeah We know who Doughboy is It's a storm coming Boom boom boom boom boom
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] I'm going hard for it, I had to starve for it Remember when I ain't have no money, I had to rob for it Stood on the block for it, ran from the cops for it We still be trappin' out them houses with the cardboard But don't be trippin' over here, no shit is not yours I heard you saving that lil bitch, better do some time for her I make her pull up to my condo, go up nine floors And she gon' get right to it pronto, my lil fine whore She asked me what is my cologne, lil bitch that's Tom Ford Now let me slam all in that pussy like a backboard The trap niggas up now, look at the jack boys Them cameras how they get you whacked, just get it back boy
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Oh why my heart so cold, and why my watch so froze (burr) Really I don't know, I did it on my own (Young Jefe) You see I'm doing numbers, I'm runnin' out the dungeon You hear the birds hummin', where goes the thunder It's a storm coming, it's a storm coming I got real hundreds, yeah all she want is money You see we came from nothing, you better get to running It's a storm coming, it's a storm coming
[Outro: Bigga Rankin] One thing I learned growing up in these streets is that you can't run from the storm forever. You got to learn to stand up to it. See there is dignity in surviving a storm. You won't ever walk out of a storm the same person that went in. Glizzy, you have survived every storm that came your way. It's your time to rain!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
