1of1Lee - Through the storm Lyrics

All this money come with problems, I stuff them
Racks inside the mattress
I make money from inside the the kitchen, I be the stuffing a bows inside the cabinet
They never tell me that this money come with problems
They ain tell me money come with problems,come with problems
They ain't wanna see me shining, I'm still scarred from rainy days

I been having talks with God, like can this pain fade away
They probably think I'm going insane, I take these drugs to take away my pain
Kept it real and watch them change, I probably never ever feel the same
Keep a smile on my face, they probably think it's all good

We took some risks to get up out it, why would I go back to the hood
They know we the ones, I hope don't get this shit misunderstood
Got expensive habits, three, five of the zot inside my
Wood
Block out distractions, I been staying focused, sticking to the plan

Same bitches I couldn't f*ck two years ago, done turned into some fans
Can't leave the house without my blicky, I can't even trust my mans
I had started with an onion, now I ship them Ps out to Japan
Jumped In the foreign, I can't afford to look in my review, I ain't reminiscing

Won't let this money change me , make sure I start it how I finish
Broke down a hundred bowls inside the kitchen, they prolly think I'm doing a dishes
Know they'll change that any minute, prepared to crop them out the picture
Sliding colunen , ion see none but stars, this life I live a dream

Pop out with a 60, all blues, they think I'm serving fiends
I was showing love, but then she left me scarred, I guess I don't know the meaning
At first thought she was heaven sent, why they ain tell me that this bitch a demon,Huh
I thought I was dreaming, woke up to a hundred racks

I ain't like the feeling of being broke, so I ain't going back
Won't pay a nigga to slide, I do that by myself, go catch a hat
My trunk inside the hood, I'm serving swerving
Ps inside the back, hundred ps inside the back

That's the only time that I get nervous
I was taught to never take the risk if it ain't worth it
I've been hustling no 9to5, but I'm still working
Accept me for my flaws, ain't perfect, she stay down, she get a birkin

She want me, she see motions, she wan here when I was down
Do my money dance, the plug just pulled up with a hundred pounds
Put a 30 on my Glock, my stick can hold a hundred rounds
Neighbors keep complaining, all these feints, I serve the whole town

Rollie on my wrist, still be asking Siri, what's the time
Rocking denim tears, don't never wanna see my mama cry
I've been serving Js, I've been making plays like I'm Matt Ryan
Keep a smile on my face, feel like I damn near lost my mind

Money come with problems, but I'm still stacking, this shit keep me sane
I remember rainy days, now my coupe ain't got no brain
I won't never change for change, I'm chasing money for the fame
I can't go for nothing strange, I make that Draco slang like Lil Wayne

I can't go for nothing strange, I make that Draco sang like Lil Wayne