STORM

At the top or at the bottom, I heard both are lonely Bliss is only an emotion but it don't come free (But it don't come free) 'Cause I can't live without it We some low-lifes We don't take kindly to y'all that's tryna play both sides You already know where I'm from so I ain't gon' throw signs I've been outside with the dogs like we can't go inside (inside) Give me a reason to light this bitch up No hesitation, just tryin' your luck Two wagon Benz, it's the big body truck See through the lens, Cartier on my yacht Look at me now 'cause I'm poppin' my shit I need the coupe when I'm swervin' the whip Blickeys all ripped when you look at the fit Shawty the baddest, no try on my bitch Got triple four tatted on my fuckin' ribs I'm in this bitch tryna see what you mean Fuck off a bitch, I just care 'bout the Ms He talkin' down, now I'm readin' my list I slap a TEC on my mo'fuckin' wrist I heard you wet like a mo'fuckin' lick I do the talkin', I'm poppin' my shit Hopped out a plane, then she hopped on my dick Never say "always done" and the masses will say sum-n I want everything you own 'til the storm is comin' on Shit can get wicked and dirty, lil' bitch Promise we ain't from the burbies, lil' bitch I'm dealin' dick, I could serve a lil' bitch Plenty options, I could curve a lil' bitch Sleep on a pillow right over the Swiss All I know, watch what you say when it flip Show you how colder this shit really gets We some low-lifes We don't take kindly to y'all that's tryna play both sides You already know where I'm from so I ain't gon' throw signs I've been outside with the dogs like we can't go inside (inside) Give me a reason to light this bitch up No hesitation, just tryin' your luck Two wagon Benz, it's the big body truck See through the lens, Cartier on my yacht Look at me now 'cause I'm poppin' my shit I need the coupe when I'm swervin' the whip Blickeys all ripped when you look at the fit Shawty the baddest, no try on my bitch Got triple four tatted on my fuckin' ribs I'm in this bitch tryna see what you mean Fuck off a bitch, I just care 'bout the Ms He talkin' down, now I'm readin' my list I slap a TEC on my mo'fuckin' wrist I heard you wet like a mo'fuckin' lick I do the talkin', I'm poppin' my shit Hopped out a plane, then she hopped on my-