作词 : Bobby Ray Simmons/Jaison Harris

作曲 : Bobby Ray Simmons/Jaison Harris

[Verse 1]

And I don't save niggas, I show niggas how to save they selves

I got in the game, this ain't GTA don't play yourself

Gave 'em hell, off a counter where ain't shit to do but fail

[?], dodging shells, traumatized before you twelve

Can't complain, that's the hand we got, these the cards was delt

And it's crazy how they tryna copy, can you be yourself

It's a thousand of the same faces I can diferentiate, apes, I disintegrate

You be playing bestie with her, I do chеst to chest-ie with her

[Chorus]

This thе calm 'fore the storm

If they give you roses watch out for the thorns

My whole clique outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah

'Cause it's the calm before the storm

If they give you roses watch out for the thorns

My whole clique outside of the norm, yeah

[Verse 2]

And I don't play bitches, most these bitches play they selves

I just slay bitches, you would think it's jingle bell

I just aim bitches, you would think it's AOL

I'm a mag [?] and you shouldn't be Adelle

Late up in your loft drinking wine, singing slow songs

They be living life 'cause it goes on

If you're such a big timer, bitch get your roll on

Let go of your past quit tryna hold on

Girl you gotta love yourself before you can love me

Girl you gotta want yourself before you can want me

Gotta be able to gas yourself, it's called self esteem

Don't let these niggas sell your ass a dream

[Chorus]

This the calm 'fore the storm

If they give you roses watch out for the thorns

My whole clique outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah

'Cause it's the calm before the storm

If they give you roses watch out for the thorns

My whole clique outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform we do not conform

[Verse 3]

And I don't hate niggas, most these niggas hate they selves

Crippled by they album sales, caught up in their label hell

Hold they breath every time they drop, now they waiting to excel

They confine inside they box, now they waiting to excel

Now they mad at you, 'cause they see you doing well

Made it out, you prevail now they wishing you would fail

Man it's crazy 'cause in your mind all you did was wish 'em well

Helped 'em up when they have fell, watched 'em stumble and didn't tell

And still, they resent you 'cause you did a job that you was meant to

They get mad 'cause you return the shots they send too

Was at the bottom but I still reach my ascend too

[Chorus]

This the calm 'fore the storm

If they give you roses watch out for the thorns

My whole clique outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform we do not conform, yeah

'Cause it's the calm before the storm

If they give you roses watch out for the thorns

My whole clique outside of the norm

Ain't no uniform we do not conform