Storm Is Coming Zotiyac

[Intro]
Wow, for the win, that could be it
Shhmody

[Chorus]
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

[Verse]
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
'Causе them niggas ain't telling you right
He going off thе top and it came out trash
Why them niggas ain't tell 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 'cause 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