John River - The Storm lyrics

[Intro] This is what you've been waiting for ain't it I'm back now [Verse 1] My teacher told me go to school, get a B.P.A I live my life in color while your T.V. gray I told my Mom, believe and pray That one day I finally be that N I G G A I take delay, but now we never run clock I'm young Blake Griffin, with a mid range jump shot My music still greet cold souls My n***a Skimmy M.M.G that's meet more goals We came a long damn way From the meatloaf rolls Back in France could you figure Used to call me a n***a Was shooting down my dreams The only way to bury them My city on my back Because thats the only way I carry men The carrying is steep We never follow sheep You woke up broke n***a Why the f** you go to sleep We all had dreams of riding around with the top down I'm J.R. Smith in '06 I never turn a shot down [Hook] I see the rain in your skies from the pain in your eyes The storm of the night find your wings fly away, away From the day you were born You were more than the norm You're calm then you storm Find your ways Fly Away, away [Bridge] Don't try me n***a, because ya'll ain't ready Don't try me n***a, because ya'll ain't ready Don't try me n***a, because ya'll ain't ready Don't try me n***a, because ya'll ain't ready [Verse 2] Look Guess who has a rap now because I put the mac down n***as got locked up, couldn't put the mac down n***as used to rap, they be trying trap now n***as in the trap, they be trying rap now Remember used to hate, well they want a track now Used to call me white, well I guess I'm black now Down for the count they be trying to tap round Mama always said come a come back round Where your mind at n***a f** you trying to get figures About to blow, where you blinded n***a Ain't about to throw the quickest the sickest flows Depicting the pictures shows that scripted the stereo- Types, Well I'm a fly my pride Mama said my light is bright Papa said I'm going take flight Like buckle up your wings n***a you about to sing like La Da Doe Come down to my show That's a joke No it don't, paint my soul Like you don't understand I'm trying to change the globe Don't even read the other lessons from the fans Only f** with peanut bu*ter because my n***as in a jam Don't do it for the glams, do it for your fans Do it for the grab, do it for [Hook] [Bridge] Don't try me n***a, because ya'll ain't ready, for me