ZOTiYAC - Storm Is Coming lyrics
[ZOTiYAC - Storm Is Coming lyrics]
Pop up out the cut I got
That fire put out yo' candlelight
I'm smoking zaza out the bag facing
Gas I can't stand up right
Sagging jeans and hammer right
Magazines no Miranda rights
Them hands is nice? Okay that's cool
But you gon' die tryna stand and fight
I would spare a couple things fore
I would spare a human life
I seen some shit inside my dreams make
Me think I ain't moving right
Yeah, I had that dream like Dr king
I know these niggas want my life
Know these niggas want my lyrics
Know they want my mic
Know these niggas want my views
Know they want my likes
Don't blame the fans lil nigga just
Blame yourself yo' shit too tight
And blame all them niggas you kick it around
Cuz them niggas ain't telling you right
Hе going off the top and it came out trash
Why them niggas ain't tеll you to write?
I used to never be cool with nobody
No niggas no bitches like fuck it
I ain't have time to get
Caught in the subject
What's a friend to a nigga
Who don't trust shit?
What it mean to be crabs in a bucket?
In the end, it don't really mean nothing
Where I been make you not wanna visit
What I seen make you not wanna love shit
Make you not wanna rush shit cuz you know
Death is the end of like every discussion
And remember that while you alive it ain't
Nothing to stop you from that repercussion
It ain't no deeper meaning to life than that
Feeling you get when you
Going through something
That you get in your stomach
When you know the
Storm ain't arrive yet but
That bitch is coming
Pop up out the cut I got
That fire put out yo' candlelight
I'm smoking zaza out the bag facing
Gas I can't stand up right
Sagging jeans and hammer right
Get you touched
I'm the Hammer type, them hands is nice?
Okay that's cool nigga you gon
Die tryna stand and fight
Blow yo shit out go do life
No regrets but repent to Christ
I would spare a couple things fore
I would spare a human life
Roll up with that Glock on him
Put dots on him I'm shooting dice
That fire put out yo' candlelight
I'm smoking zaza out the bag facing
Gas I can't stand up right
Sagging jeans and hammer right
Magazines no Miranda rights
Them hands is nice? Okay that's cool
But you gon' die tryna stand and fight
I would spare a couple things fore
I would spare a human life
I seen some shit inside my dreams make
Me think I ain't moving right
Yeah, I had that dream like Dr king
I know these niggas want my life
Know these niggas want my lyrics
Know they want my mic
Know these niggas want my views
Know they want my likes
Don't blame the fans lil nigga just
Blame yourself yo' shit too tight
And blame all them niggas you kick it around
Cuz them niggas ain't telling you right
Hе going off the top and it came out trash
Why them niggas ain't tеll you to write?
I used to never be cool with nobody
No niggas no bitches like fuck it
I ain't have time to get
Caught in the subject
What's a friend to a nigga
Who don't trust shit?
What it mean to be crabs in a bucket?
In the end, it don't really mean nothing
Where I been make you not wanna visit
What I seen make you not wanna love shit
Make you not wanna rush shit cuz you know
Death is the end of like every discussion
And remember that while you alive it ain't
Nothing to stop you from that repercussion
It ain't no deeper meaning to life than that
Feeling you get when you
Going through something
That you get in your stomach
When you know the
Storm ain't arrive yet but
That bitch is coming
Pop up out the cut I got
That fire put out yo' candlelight
I'm smoking zaza out the bag facing
Gas I can't stand up right
Sagging jeans and hammer right
Get you touched
I'm the Hammer type, them hands is nice?
Okay that's cool nigga you gon
Die tryna stand and fight
Blow yo shit out go do life
No regrets but repent to Christ
I would spare a couple things fore
I would spare a human life
Roll up with that Glock on him
Put dots on him I'm shooting dice