The Storm (Intro)

I'm so used being used to
loving you so I can't get enough
I'm so used to being left to
fight for myself leads me to give up

I spit a little a rhyme it'll make me feel better
I take a little time get back up Mayweather
You're the umbrella to my stale gloomy weather

I can't stand to see you the same
I can't stand to feel you again

I'mma let it rip when I rap
I'mma keep it real ain't no lies, ain't no caps
Acting what ya not please just stop take a nap
Talking 'bout the competition yea I'm running laps

I've been dropping bangers back to back
Like I'm Drake'in ain't no slackin'
I ain't talking bout no pants when I don't cut 'em slack
I'mma different type of breed I'm a boss in the makin'
What's the cost ain't no flakin', there's the door ain't no mistaken
I was 17 when I popped out, didn't know a single thing 'bout rap I almost dropped out
Came back, resurrected up like I'm Christ
And now I skate on the beat, where's my ice now uh