Through The Storm Lyrics

Going through the storm

Making money fast

And I got it on my own

And it always piling

But I got no one on my phone

Leave me with my problems baby

Just leave me on my own

Raining water and some bills

And it's raining

God call the feels

Yea I'm faded

Don't know what's the deal

It keep raining

That thunder always real

They watch me like a radar

On the regular, got a red dot

Shoot you in the brain now

My pockets got blue faces now

Ride the whip I'm gone make it out

On some shit we gon run it up

Call that bitch I'm gon fuck with her

Grab the steel and just keep it tucked

Gone ride around in them Bentley trucks

And Making money on the regular

Run them fades if they mess with us

My pocket growing

Don't let the storm in

Bitch I gotta go

I can't take no more

Going thru the storm

I'm going thru the storm

Bitch I gotta go

I can't take no more

Going thru the storm

I'm going thru the storm

Going through the storm

Making money fast

And I got it on my own

And it always piling

But I got no one on my phone

Leave me with my problems baby

Just leave me on my own

Raining water and some bills

And it's raining

God call the feels

Yea I'm faded

Don't know what's the deal

It keep raining

That thunder always real

Going, Rolling

I'm going, just flowing

Going thru the storm

I'm going thru the storm

Let them I don't care

Eyes on me they stare

My future picture perfect

So I gotta see it clear

Bitch I'm gone

Bitch I'm gone

And I'm gone