Quiet Storm - Young M.A
Yeah man
These niggas sleepin' on me man
I'm tryna figure out
Why these niggas sleeping on me
I think they scared man
Yo bro I think they scared
I think they scared
They know I'm coming man
I'm coming yeah yeah
I don't care what yah niggas talking bout
I don't care I'm coming for that a** pause pause
Pause pause
It's young M a ni**a
Brooklyn
So I been told I'm the hottest in New York
Believe that ma'
Yeah ni**a what you thought
And I ain't even signed yet
And flex said where you been hiding at
Never hidden
All the sh*t that I'm spittin' been invented
Songs been written
Shows been did it
The booth been in it
Damn I feel offended
And now I'm known from the Atlantic to the Pacific
This is just me I ain't tryna be different
That's the problem with the game
Everybody something they isn't
My goal is the business f**k seven digits
I'm just tryna do what my brother didn't
I love ya ni**a
The pain deep
I can feel it in my stomach ni**a
That's the pain and the hunger ni**a
I'm from the jungle
To feel success you gotta struggle
To get where I'm at I had to hustle
That's why I'm humble
I had to cry I had to hurt
I was at my worst
Mama wondered why I never liked to wear a skirt
Or wear a purse I tried to be girly once
But fortunately it didn't work
I'm coming up something like a hiccup burp
You running up
See that's gon' get you hit and murked
You tryna f**k cause I can see me in the skirt
Double cup sippin' on the henny blowing purp
Ring ring the labels calling
OK
So let's see what the labels talking
You tryna get the fortune
We tryna build a corporate
Then incorporate the fortune
If ain't what we talking
Then it ain't important
I'm out your office I'm off this
In other words don't buy it
If you can't afford it
I keep telling these ni**a I got a old soul
Squad dressed in all red like a cold nose
It's Redlyfe yeah the bros and the hoes know
Redbone p**sy looking like rose gold
Then I make her turn around like a closed road
Tell her lean that body over like a old rose
Watch looking like something out of cold stones
Gold plated white diamonds yeah them cold stones
Froze bites in my chains like cold toes
Ice box for a heart I got a cold soul
So tell them guys don't f**k with me
I'm here now motherf**k and you stuck with me
My goons stay with the metal like a cutlery
We sucker free you a wannabe you under me
This rap sh*t this is fun to me
That show money ain't enough to me
You rap guys y'all lunch to me
These thot hoes just a f**k to me
Just a mhm in a nut to me
Hip hop
Hip hop
It's M a ni**a
I'm coming
Yo rah tell these niggas I'm coming man
They been sleepin' man wake the f**k up
It's Brooklyn
It's Redlyfe
It's Redlyfe
It's Redlyfe
It's Redlyfe
It's Redlyfe
It's Redlyfe
It's Redlyfe