Storm - Neva B lyrics

[TJ singing] Yeah, Yeahhhh, Ohhh Oh, Ohhhhhhhhh Oh, Uhhhhhhhhh, Ohh [Verse 1: Storm] I was once a little girl with the same mind Quick to holla at a n***a with the same line I had a little .22 just to back me up For them s**as on my block that be acting up I heard Brenda had a baby and that's real nice Until Brenda turned Krazy and took that life Now I'm strugglin' with these words tryin' to understand Cause I was Brenda's little baby breathin' again Now tell me who do you believe in 'cause life goes on It's just me against the world, run the streets alone With these crooked a** n***as I see d**h around the corner Lord knows it ain't easy tradin' war stories Point the finger open fire I'm an outlaw Only god can judge me If my homies call Holla at me heaven ain't hard to find Got my mind made up against all odds [Chorus: TJ] Listen... A penny for your thoughts, please You can be a millionaire But there'll Neva B no one quite like you You're so rare, rare [Verse 2: Storm] First it was all about you now all eyes on me So I'mma bomb first f** the world they can't see me Guess who's back the rebel of the underground With a thug pa**ion something wicked to live and die In L.A. when we ride the streets is d**h Row So many tears no more pain for lost souls Dear mama you were just like daddy But I ain't mad at ya cause ya never wanted to have me Wonder why they call you b**h cause you scandalous But I will never call you b**h again that's blasphemy Temptation got me trapped in this white man's World Fair exchange I'm taking back everything they owe Don't make enemies with me cause life is hell for a hustla I'm getting money worldwide uppercuttin' these bustas Fake a** b**hes f** all y'all cradle to the grave Give my letter to the president tell him make it better days [Chorus: TJ] Listen... A penny for your thoughts, please You can be a millionaire But there'll Neva B no one quite like you You're so rare, rare [Verse 3: Storm] They don't give a f** about us this life I lead This ain't livin' shorty wanna be a thug for real I got a million dollar spot Hennessey and weed Strictly for my n***as never had a friend like me I stay high till I die god bless the dead Hail Mary for a hellrazor hold ya head How long will they mourn me If I die tonite I'm runnin' on e starin' through my rearview light They say the good die young but what about a ba*tard Same song thug style teardrops and closed caskets Letter to my unborn last words to my seed In the event of my demise baby don't cry please sh** don't stop that's just the way it is tattoo tears To my closest road dog still heavy in the game Are you still down?, down, down... [Chorus: TJ] Are you still down, down for me, yeah A penny for your thoughts, please You can be a millionaire But there'll Neva B no one quite like you Oh no, you're so rare, rare [Outro: TJ singing] There will Neva B Neva Neva B There will Neva B no oh oh oh Oh, There Will Neva B neva neva neva neva neva Neva neva neva neva neva Neva B Neva Be no one Neva Be no one Neva Be no no no one, no one quite like you You... You...