Chords Polo G - Through Da Storm

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Chords Polo G - Through Da Storm

Lyrics Polo G - Through Da Storm

[Chorus]
Dm Bb
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E
Talkinā€™ to my lilā€™ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearinā€™
F C
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb
Everybody go through something, itā€™s all about persevering
F Am/E
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C
Yeah, I know that they hate, Iā€™m the man, ainā€™t tryna hear it

[Verse 1]
Dm Bb
Phone on DND, Iā€™m out in Cali whippinā€™ through the mountains
F Am/E
Just cruisinā€™, feelinā€™ my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
Dm Bb
My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
F C
Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
Dm Bb
Need new shoes, I started hustling ā€™cause I didnā€™t get no allowance
F Am/E
Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
Dm Bb
Hottest in my city, I had every record label scouting
F C
I got rich and left the hood, still donā€™t leave the crib without it
Dm Bb
Swear it ainā€™t no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
F Am/E
So much money, canā€™t keep track, I think I might need an accountant
Dm Bb
I been runninā€™ up that check, them blue hundreds just keep piling
F C
Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling

[Chorus]
Dm Bb
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E
Talkinā€™ to my lilā€™ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearinā€™
F C
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb
Everybody go through something, itā€™s all about persevering
F Am/E
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C
Yeah, I know that they hate, Iā€™m the man, ainā€™t tryna hear it

[Verse 2]
Dm Bb
Couldnā€™t leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me
F Am/E
We gonā€™ live like kings for all them nights ainā€™t have no place to sleep
Dm Bb
Niggas watched us starving and never offered us a plate to eat
F C
Took off, now they mad, but I know that they wonā€™t wait for me
Dm Bb
Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldnā€™t wait to see
F Am/E
Granny, Iā€™m locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
Dm Bb
Now Iā€™m the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
F C
Ainā€™t budging ā€˜bout no problems, what a nigga gonā€™ come take from me?
Dm Bb
I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gonā€™ lay deceased
F Am/E
This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gonā€™ hit his face with heat
Dm Bb
With this shit for life, forever gang until Iā€™m 83
F C
Real niggas dyinā€™, it seem like Heaven is the place to be

[Chorus]
Dm Bb
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E
Talkinā€™ to my lilā€™ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearinā€™
F C
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb
Everybody go through something, itā€™s all about persevering
F Am/E
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C
Yeah, I know that they hate, Iā€™m the man, ainā€™t tryna hear it

[Chorus]
Dm Bb
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E
Talkinā€™ to my lilā€™ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearinā€™
F C
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb
Everybody go through something, itā€™s all about persevering
F Am/E
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C
Yeah, I know that they hate, Iā€™m the man, ainā€™t tryna hear it

[Verse 1]
Dm Bb
Phone on DND, Iā€™m out in Cali whippinā€™ through the mountains
F Am/E
Just cruisinā€™, feelinā€™ my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
Dm Bb
My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
F C
Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
Dm Bb
Need new shoes, I started hustling ā€™cause I didnā€™t get no allowance
F Am/E
Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
Dm Bb
Hottest in my city, I had every record label scouting
F C
I got rich and left the hood, still donā€™t leave the crib without it
Dm Bb
Swear it ainā€™t no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
F Am/E
So much money, canā€™t keep track, I think I might need an accountant
Dm Bb
I been runninā€™ up that check, them blue hundreds just keep piling
F C
Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling

[Chorus]
Dm Bb
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E
Talkinā€™ to my lilā€™ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearinā€™
F C
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb
Everybody go through something, itā€™s all about persevering
F Am/E
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C
Yeah, I know that they hate, Iā€™m the man, ainā€™t tryna hear it

[Verse 2]
Dm Bb
Couldnā€™t leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me
F Am/E
We gonā€™ live like kings for all them nights ainā€™t have no place to sleep
Dm Bb
Niggas watched us starving and never offered us a plate to eat
F C
Took off, now they mad, but I know that they wonā€™t wait for me
Dm Bb
Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldnā€™t wait to see
F Am/E
Granny, Iā€™m locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
Dm Bb
Now Iā€™m the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
F C
Ainā€™t budging ā€˜bout no problems, what a nigga gonā€™ come take from me?
Dm Bb
I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gonā€™ lay deceased
F Am/E
This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gonā€™ hit his face with heat
Dm Bb
With this shit for life, forever gang until Iā€™m 83
F C
Real niggas dyinā€™, it seem like Heaven is the place to be

[Chorus]
Dm Bb
Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
F Am/E
Talkinā€™ to my lilā€™ sister, phone calls through Securus
Dm Bb
Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearinā€™
F C
Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
Dm Bb
Everybody go through something, itā€™s all about persevering
F Am/E
They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
Dm Bb
Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
F C
Yeah, I know that they hate, Iā€™m the man, ainā€™t tryna hear it

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