Quiet Storm Lyrics

A quiet storm brewing down in the south nigga

Never been a bitch, run up hit you in ya mouth nigga

I'm out that Jack know they goin through a drought nigga

Tryna go and pick em up, never for the clout nigga

A nigga came up right off of the second flo

Lost my daddy lost myself I really lost my fucking soul

Didn't have no guidance so I started out wit kickin dos

Graduated up from that i run up now and take yo pole

These niggas really tryna act like I won't get back

Took my nigga play around and watch you get yo shit splat

We out that meadow know them niggas really wit that

Rocking all them fitteds but don't ever get it pushed back

My bruddah told me don't you ever let 'em fuckin go

Stand over him you know you gotta catch a fuckin soul

Catch a nigga lackin while he breathing up the fucking pole

That boy know he a fuckin heathen gotta let 'em know

Mix match

Get cracked

Niggas know I'm with that

Tryna beef wit chxpo fuck around and fam gon miss matt

Under niggas skin flaps

Rappin shit it been a hack

Keep doin my shit and they gon start callin me 2Pac

Run up then you get smacked

Stanky need a tic tac

Smellin like some za you know that shit can get me off track

Shoot up in yo shit but I don't even dress in all black

Walk in cuzzo crib like "bruh I'm hungry know I needa snack"

These niggas playing on my top like I'm a fuckin joke

Don't come here playing you can fuck around and get smoked

JB chxpo hoppin on this beat we in this bitch bro

My family say I gotta make it yeah I fuckin know

Hatin on my bros I don't

Backdo niggas no I won't

Tryna keep it P don't keep it G I gotta set the tone

Tryna get this shit these boys not on the money route I'm on

Know I'm with the shit man I can beat a chest and bust ya dome