Storm (feat. Shawn VanBrocklin)

Every time it's looking like I found the one it's not true

Told myself that there was something different about you

But I wasn't doin something right, couldn't accept that

Now it's time to make them lose they mind until you come back

So I'm in the club full throttle with some models poppin bottles and I tell myself it just ain't right

But the champagne hit my brain and turn me to a green light

Wish it was you, what I wouldn't do, when you come through my heart break in two

Adam Richman I'll take every girl that's on your menu

So they come, then they go, but I couldn't find a woman that I would love more

The way you look at me when you wake up you just can't pay for

If it ain't you then I just don't care, hit em up, split em up, pull they hair

When they wake up though I'm just not there, I do it and pursue it then I disappear

Kinda fucked up that with no one there, my mind get scared like the world don't care

I let my pain settle like I know no fear, but if you were here then the world be clear

Hittin my phone say you still can't sleep and my eyes get wide with a slight relief

Then we text all night till your eyes don't rise and the same shit happens for the umpteenth time

Love is just an interlude to fill the gap between who I'll never be

I been talkin to your friends and how they not sure what you thinkin

But there isn't anything to say to make it sink in

Chasing all this money and the things I've always dreamt of

But you're so fuckin selfish that you're placing yourself above

All I've done, All I'll do, never let another bring me down fuck you

You'll be the bitch that the kid forgets when they all done say that the kid done blew

Fuck am I sayin ma that's just not true. Every time you hit me I'ma fall straight through

Every time you hit me I be dippin to your city till I'm diggin in that kitty till your face turn blue

I make my way towards that top, when I get there will the bullshit stop?

When I get there will you suddenly care like it's all been good? Guess we'll all just watch

Ice cold drinks wit your red hot friends, late night flight gotta get that Benz

Black Scale store gotta spend them ends, your talent don't matter gotta wear trends

First things first I'ma get that bread

Double XL I'ma get that spread

Never held chrome, never popped off lead

But I bet I bust shots in your ex girl's bed

Back in the cut and the world seem clear

Saranac bottles in that Upstate air

Till you hit my phone say you wish I was near

Then we back where we started

Love is just an interlude to fill the gap between who I'll never be