Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Through Da Storm, artist - Polo G. Date of issue: 06.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Through Da Storm |
| Hey big brother, it’s me, Leia |
| Remember at the old house I said you was gonna be a big star one day? |
| I’m so proud of you |
| Mmh, mmh, mmh, Polo G |
| Live in the flesh |
| Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit |
| Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus |
| Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin' |
| Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering |
| Everybody go through something, it’s all about persevering |
| They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric |
| Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance |
| Yeah, I know that they hate, I’m the man, ain’t tryna hear it |
| Phone on DND, I’m out in Cali whippin' through the mountains |
| Just cruisin', feelin' my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah |
| My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling |
| Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain |
| Need new shoes, I started hustling 'cause I didn’t get no allowance |
| Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted |
| Hottest in my city, I had every record label scouting |
| I got rich and left the hood, still don’t leave the crib without it |
| Swear it ain’t no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands |
| So much money, can’t keep track, I think I might need an accountant |
| I been runnin' up that check, them blue hundreds just keep piling |
| Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling |
| Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit |
| Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus |
| Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin' |
| Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering |
| Everybody go through something, it’s all about perseverance |
| They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric |
| Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance |
| Yeah, I know that they hate, I’m the man, ain’t tryna hear it |
| Couldn’t leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me |
| We gon' live like kings for all them nights ain’t have no place to sleep |
| Niggas watched us starving and never offered us a plate to eat |
| Took off, now they mad, but I know that they won’t wait for me |
| Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldn’t wait to see |
| Granny, I’m locked up again, sat in that station faithfully |
| Now I’m the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me |
| Ain’t budging 'bout no problems, what a nigga gon' come take from me? |
| I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gon' lay deceased |
| This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gon' hit his face with heat |
| With this shit for life, forever gang until I’m 83 |
| Real niggas dyin', it seem like Heaven is the place to be |
| Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit |
| Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus |
| Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin' |
| Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering |
| Everybody go through something, it’s all about perseverance |
| They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric |
| Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance |
| Yeah, I know that they hate, I’m the man, ain’t tryna hear it |