The Storm
[Part I: That Sick!?]
[Intro: Grill Z]
Yeah
Yeah, mmh
Yeah
Yeah, mmh
Yeah
Yeah, mmh
What?
Yeah
Whole lotta-
Whole lotta-
Whole lotta gang
A whole lotta gang
A whole lotta-
What?
What?
What?
What?
*clapping*
Whole lotta-
Whole lotta-
Whole lotta gang
A whole lotta gang
A whole lotta-
What?
What?
What?
What?
*clapping*
I've been wearing Cartier, mix Balenciaga
Go Pump, 'til it multiply
(Bitch, what is you doing?
Opp, opp, opp, opp
S-stop doing that
And it go kink, go kink)
Got top in the town
Where he at?
What?
What?
Yeah!
[Pre-Chorus: J Phraze]
Uh!
Yeah, that sick
Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips
Uh!
Yeah, that sick
Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips
[Chorus: J Phraze]
Uh!
Yeah, that sick
Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips
Uh!
Yeah, that sick
Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips
Uh!
Yeah, that sick
Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips
Uh!
Yeah, that sick
Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I-
[Verse: Grill Z, J Phraze]
It took me some time
But I know I had to do what I had to do
To make you mine
And that's the truth, bitch
Ha, what?
Said I hop on this bitch, goin' crazy
You wanna leave, i'm asking “Why you is shady?”
I can't wait all day, I really gotta wait?
I'm taking these drugs, and i'm losing the weight
1, 2, 5, throwin' punches in the face
If we got a problem, we can take it to the bay
What you wearin' today?
Yeah, uh
Makin' my face in array, hopin' that I can change
But it's before the storm begins, i'm being calm today
So I gotta wait?
You wanna make it a date, I said “Wait”
Wait, wait, what are you doin'?
Stop tryin' hard, summer days aren't even off
What?
What?
We goin' to the west, and we goin' through the border
What are you sayin'?
What, a pill when it's 10 a clock?
Is it really that the reason you in war?
I was picking up my phone, with a reason: love
I'll take it
You, got a little bit side eye from you
Were you cheating on me?
I got light in my eyes, you is breathin' on me
You came to me, aha
Aha…
You bitch!
You… came to me
And I said “Hello”
(Uh!) Woah-woah
Woah-woah
Woah-woah
Ooh-ooh (Before the storm begins, imma sit here and be calm)
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh, yeah-yeah
Oh-oh, oh yeah, yeah (Yeah!)
(Yeah!)
Hoo! (Yeah!)
(Before the storm begins, imma sit here and be calm)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
No (Yeah)
(Yeah)
I know you came, thinkin' I was drunk
But this is gold bondin'
Ultimate cream
For me, let's go!
Let's go
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I said i'm calm before the (What?) storm, let's go (What?)
What?
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh, you know, you know
[Outro: Grill Z]
I tried, I tried my best
You cannot stress about this
I waited for hours, for hours
You know the storm was gonna come eventually (*record crackling*)
You cannot blame me
Baby, no
I-
I, I, I…
Hmm, uh…
*rain ambience*
*train ambience*
*choir singing in restaurant*
*birds chirping*
[Part II: The Storm]
[Intro: Grill Z]
Oh-oh, oh
[Verse: Grill Z]
We tried, we tried to fight the storm
But it just kept coming at us
(*record crackling*)
And now i'm snoring
We soarin'
Yeah-yeah…
You, why are you complainin'?
*breathes in*
Don't you know that it's rain-in-in'?
[Outro: Grill Z, Drake]
(My thoughts)
Yeah
I'm sorry I don’t know how to end off this album really well
I know it's just a mixtape, so hopefully y'all will be ready for the next album
And that's how (*record crackling*) the story was, we were just calm before the storm…