Through The Storm (Explicit)
Youngboy Never Broke Again"Through The Storm (Explicit)" is a song by Youngboy Never Broke Again, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:24 long and contains 49 lines and 504 words.
Lyrics
0:00I need to talk to Mike Lowrey
0:02Hello
0:02It's Mike Lowrey
0:10This is the sound
0:11Through the night when it be stormin'
0:14Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning
0:17N**gas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest
0:20Ask me for the telly you know that I'ma run it
0:23Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
0:26Flexin' on these n**gas pockets full of blue hundreds
0:29Ain't no goin' back you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
0:33Ain't no time to waste a n**ga play we gon' burn him yeah
0:36Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
0:39I got black and white b**ches knockin' at my door though
0:42I'm in the middle of the room posted with a .44
0:45I got it out in case a n**ga wanna take a photo
0:48Remember me and 3 we used to ride up in a stolo
0:51Now I'm in a two-door coupe it used to be a four-door
0:54Don't pay for cable he want static tell him let me know though
0:57I'm quick to let a n**ga have it you know I'ma blow though
1:00Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
1:03And I was coolin' on a flight and I was hittin' them licks though
1:06Wasn't for him I wouldn't be sh*t so I ain't gotta trip though
1:09Ten thousand dollars that ain't sh*t I gave him that times three though slime
1:13Through the night when it be stormin'
1:15Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning
1:18N**gas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest
1:21Ask me for the telly you know that I'ma run it
1:24Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
1:28Flexin' on these n**gas pockets full of blue hundreds
1:31Ain't no goin' back you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
1:34Ain't no time to waste a n**ga play we gon' burn him yeah
1:37Can't tote no gun but got that Glock
1:38When I'm up in the yo' though
1:40Plus my PO and the police knockin' at my door though
1:43I get Q-Red to lace the track just like a blunt of d**e though
1:46I told Nene I'm comin' back she think I'm with a hoe though
1:49Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
1:52Back in the day them n**gas laugh when I said I'm next
1:55Up with the choppa 'case that boy try reach for my neck
1:58You know I'll pop 'em f**k that sh*t I put his a** to rest
2:01Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t
2:04Flexin' on these n**gas pockets full of blue hundreds
2:07Ain't no goin' back you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
2:10Ain't no time to waste a n**ga play we gon' burn him yeah
2:15Yeah slatt slatt slatt slatt
2:18I told that boy I'm slatt slatt slatt slatt slatt
2:21I told that boy he not gon' take my sack yeah
2:24And if he play I swear I'm goin' hard back
I need to talk to Mike Lowrey Hello It's Mike Lowrey This is the sound Through the night when it be stormin' Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning N**gas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest Ask me for the telly you know that I'ma run it Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t Flexin' on these n**gas pockets full of blue hundreds Ain't no goin' back you know I'm gon' keep it comin' Ain't no time to waste a n**ga play we gon' burn him yeah Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo I got black and white b**ches knockin' at my door though I'm in the middle of the room posted with a .44 I got it out in case a n**ga wanna take a photo Remember me and 3 we used to ride up in a stolo Now I'm in a two-door coupe it used to be a four-door Don't pay for cable he want static tell him let me know though I'm quick to let a n**ga have it you know I'ma blow though Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window And I was coolin' on a flight and I was hittin' them licks though Wasn't for him I wouldn't be sh*t so I ain't gotta trip though Ten thousand dollars that ain't sh*t I gave him that times three though slime Through the night when it be stormin' Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning N**gas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest Ask me for the telly you know that I'ma run it Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t Flexin' on these n**gas pockets full of blue hundreds Ain't no goin' back you know I'm gon' keep it comin' Ain't no time to waste a n**ga play we gon' burn him yeah Can't tote no gun but got that Glock When I'm up in the yo' though Plus my PO and the police knockin' at my door though I get Q-Red to lace the track just like a blunt of d**e though I told Nene I'm comin' back she think I'm with a hoe though Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex Back in the day them n**gas laugh when I said I'm next Up with the choppa 'case that boy try reach for my neck You know I'll pop 'em f**k that sh*t I put his a** to rest Turned up like who want it we pulled up on that dumb sh*t Flexin' on these n**gas pockets full of blue hundreds Ain't no goin' back you know I'm gon' keep it comin' Ain't no time to waste a n**ga play we gon' burn him yeah Yeah slatt slatt slatt slatt I told that boy I'm slatt slatt slatt slatt slatt I told that boy he not gon' take my sack yeah And if he play I swear I'm goin' hard back
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