Through Da Storm

Polo G

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Tom:
Dm Bb Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin’
F C Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
F Am/E They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it [Verse 1]
Dm Bb Phone on DND, I'm out in Cali whippin' through the mountains
F Am/E Just cruisin', feelin' my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
Dm Bb My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
F C Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
Dm Bb Need new shoes, I started hustling ’cause I didn’t get no allowance
F Am/E Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
Dm Bb Hottest in my city, I had every record label scouting
F C I got rich and left the hood, still don't leave the crib without it
Dm Bb Swear it ain’t no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
F Am/E So much money, can't keep track, I think I might need an accountant
Dm Bb I been runnin' up that check, them blue hundreds just keep piling
F C Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling [Chorus]
Dm Bb Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E Talkin' to my lil’ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
F C Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
F Am/E They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it [Verse 2]
Dm Bb Couldn't leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me
F Am/E We gon' live like kings for all them nights ain't have no place to sleep
Dm Bb Niggas watched us starving and never offered us a plate to eat
F C Took off, now they mad, but I know that they won't wait for me
Dm Bb Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldn't wait to see
F Am/E Granny, I'm locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
Dm Bb Now I'm the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
F C Ain't budging 'bout no problems, what a nigga gon' come take from me?
Dm Bb I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gon' lay deceased
F Am/E This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gon' hit his face with heat
Dm Bb With this shit for life, forever gang until I'm 83
F C Real niggas dyin', it seem like Heaven is the place to be [Chorus]
Dm Bb Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
F C Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
F Am/E They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
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