STORM

[Verse]
Storms coming go inside and pre-pare
To tell the truth I dont fuck with cheap dares
And I could do without your creep stares
Be-Ware, wolves out at night and I wouldn't shed a tear
And like, who the fuck invited you
My crew, point and shoot, what the fuck you gonna do
We came from the attic just to raise the roof
Spitting wisdom they ain't have to pull my tooth
Spitting fire nigga never leave the booth
Bruce Wayne pull up in that black coupe
We KD with the way we shooting hoops
Duck dude hope we ain't aim at you

[Outro]
Always had dreams of this
Look at you, the fuck you believing in
Storms coming, the fleet is in
Like, the fuck you believing in
Always had dreams of this
Look at you, fuck you believing in
Storms coming, the fleet is in
The fuck you believing in