Storm Video (MV)

In the middle of the storm I was standing
I ain't even care bout gettin wet
All a nigga care about is a check
All a nigga do is earn his respect
I Jumped off the porch and I landed
Boy don't tell me no shit than yo man did
But don't tell me no shit that yo dad did
Tell me all of the blessings yo bag did
You ain't giving yo mama shit
But portray to the gram like you rich
You a boy but you act like a bitch
Hi point in a shootout yo pistol gone glitch
Steph curry you know imma hit.
Jr Smith I know you gone miss
Skylars presence to me is a gift
Niggas dying they play wit my bitch
Beyblade imma let that bitch rip
Blue faces on me like a crip
I just keep getting cheese like a chip
If I go back to broke imma flip
If I go broke I'm stuck on the stove
Need a million don't care bout them hoes
All a nigga care bout is family
Tryna make sure they reach all they goals

I'm clean and she's a fein of soap
I'm dope and she a fein of dope
She's hope and I'm a fein of hope you need it when the demons woke

F*ck hope YoungBoy you need some faith
To know that God a keep you safe
Don't pray for shoes, don't pray for Wraiths just pray to see another day
I just served another jay
Waiting on my other jay

In the middle of the storm I was standing
I ain't even give a damn bout the
Lightening
Getting money only thing that excite me
If I get locked up who gone write me
No I couldn't make stu my wifey
Keep it hot that bitch too shiesty
Whole lotta dese niggas don't like me
But they gone grip pipe before they ever Try to fight me
Young nigga just do it like Nike
Young nigga get to it like Mikey
And I know imma blow like I'm Psychic
Yo bitch face on my private
While im smoking exotic
She get on top and ride it
Like a ladder she climb it
Can't trust her she sometimey