Stormin

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

You can’t short me out my money, I want all of that

Post up in them trenches where them killers and them robbers at

When I press that button, ain’t no surrender, ain’t no fallin' back

Tell that nigga I’ma kill him, hang up, and he callin' back

Like fuck that

When it's up, ain't no down, every minute we ridin' round

Every bullet a hollow, that's 30 rounds

You know I make profit off every pound

He 'posed to be stackin' with me, but he tryna finesse me

I don't see myself goin' down

50 bands, with a whole 100 rounds

Judgement Day, we gone burn up the town

Sick of recording, am I tired of gettin' money? That's never a [?]

Every day I be runnin' from night to the morning

Get it in in the rain, get it in while it's sunny

I'ma run up a check

Every day I go harder, it never stop comin'

Niggas bitches, they don't like how I'm stuntin'

Brand new McLaren, and it's over 300

[Chorus: NBA YoungBoy]

Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my grave

And I can't seem to get it right, spent damn near half what I made

And I came from the block where it's storming

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely (I came)

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my grave

And I can't seem to get it right, spent damn near half what I made

And I came from the block where it's storming

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely (I came)

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

[Verse 2: Trappa MadeIt]

Thugged out in my city

Riding around with that Glizzy

Diamonds dancing, I'm dizzy

Cleared the call, I'm busy

Got a bad bitch that got a bad bitch

They both savage and they with it

When the pack come, we break it down

They bag it up and then split it

Niggas hating, I don't see it, though

Say it's fire, I don't see the smoke

When from taco meat on my Doritos, ho

Now it's lobster stuffed in my pita roll

Remember when I couldn't get a feature

Well fuck ya, nigga, I don't need ya

750 my Adidas

Dripping sauce by the liter (Uh)

[Chorus: NBA YoungBoy]

Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my grave

And I can't seem to get it right, spent damn near half what I made

And I came from the block where it's storming

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely (I came)

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my grave

And I can't seem to get it right, spent damn near half what I made

And I came from the block where it's storming

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely (I came)

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

[Verse 3: Moneybagg Yo]

From the bottom, through the middle, made it to the top

A couple storms slowed me down, but I never stopped (I didn't)

I'm always in the studio, they waitin' on me to drop (let's go)

You blew yo whole deal on chains, now that's all you got (broke)

Must be a sale goin' on (why?) they buyin' loyalty (that's crazy)

My nigga never comin' home (nope)

Still payin' lawyer fees (that's crazy)

You think you hit rock bottom? Never been as low as me (you ain't)

Illegal trips out of town, nobody rolled with me

No doors, late nights, can't swerve, trunk full of Eddie Kane

Made it safe, thank god, didn't splurge, I'm married to the game

Self made Millionaire, I hear you talkin', I don't really care

Got perfect memory, trust me, I know who's really there

[Chorus: NBA YoungBoy]

Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my grave

And I can't seem to get it right, spent damn near half what I made

And I came from the block where it's storming

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely (I came)

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my grave

And I can't seem to get it right, spent damn near half what I made

And I came from the block where it's storming

And I came from them trenches by my lonely

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely (I came)

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)

And I came from them trenches by my lonely