Weather the Storm (feat. Meek Mill & Lil Baby)

作曲：Khaled Khaled,Robert Williams,Dominique Jones,Nicholas Warwar,Tarik Azzouz,Alec Costandinos,Michel Jouveaux

作词：Khaled Khaled,Robert Williams,Dominique Jones,Nicholas Warwar,Tarik Azzouz,Alec Costandinos,Michel Jouveaux

We the best music

2019 we ain't taking no shorts unless we going on vacation

Big fish

Another one

Uh

DJ Khaled

Drop top gone

Drop top gone

Selling popcorn

Selling popcorn

I went from licks to most wanted to the top of the Forbes

** up the trenches

** up the trenches

I weather the storm

Weather that **

Young living legend I be on that sh*t that these n**gas ain't on

** ain't on

I went to war with the system

Yeah

To give my son toys on Christmas

Yeah

Probably won't give me no Grammy

Give me that

Putting awards on wrists

Yeah

We had to kill just to make it out sh*t we puttin' rewards on **

Brrt

Live by the gun and we die about it sh*t I'm praying the sword don't kill us

Praying the Lord forgive us we going to war with killers

They put a bounty all on my dawgs want 'em dead by morning n**ga

We took risks to live like this ain't doing consignment

Doing consignment

I brought my mama tears and I turned 'em to VVS diamonds

VVS diamonds

I know you see me on top of my game ain't see me declining

See me declining

Turned to a monster the next time you saw me you seen I was climbing

Seen I was climbing

They took my elevator I said f**k it I'm taking the steps

Taking the steps

Got me on bail they want me in jail they say I'm a threat

Say I'm a threat

Fighting for freedom 11 years they been taking my breath

Taking my breath

Watching the feds taking pictures it been making me stress

Making me sweat

Tapping my phone taking my rights and making 'em wrong

Deep in this sh*t had to dance with the devil to make it back home yeah

I got a call from one of the dawgs say You been riding private

He say I should tell the pilot to come and get him

And the crazy part about it my n**ga sitting in a prison

And the other crazy part about it I really know that feeling yeah

I can't put my trust inside the system

Gotta be here for my sisters

And my niece believe in Christmas

And her dad somebody killed him

Some sh*t I don't remember

Cause I left him in a box when they had me in them locks

I blame God for my convictions

Never give a judge that ammunition

Never had no codefendants

God gon' be my only witness

Never take it personal it's whatever when we handling business

We been through the worst them situations we can never mention

You gon' have your mom losing her mind if you get a conviction

Got some homies sitting in the feds hope they get an eviction

Praying to his gun he got his fire he ain't got no religion

I heard Meek got 2 for a wheelie and I was in the kitchen serving

Had me thinking is it all worth it

Thinking 'bout the chances that I took to buy you purses

Thinking 'bout them licks that we went on and just go splurge it

Switched it up and everything been working