Rain

Money money money make it rain on me
Gucci on my belt and my shirts Tommy
Make it rain on you, like they make it rain on me
Knocking at the door, who that my ex
Who that my ex, who that my ex
Who that my ex, who that my ex
Make it rain on you, like they make it rain on me
Knocking at the door, who that my ex

Balling like a free throw
Find me like I'm Nemo
This time ima eat slow
I'm about my money
This bitch think she funny
I am not the one b
I need my money like a baby needs it's mother
Fuck you and your bullshit it only makes me tougher
Praying on my downfall
Praying I go under
You can't stand a chance
You can't even have my number
Ima get the big house with the chandelier
Going ghost on you like I disappeared
Saying it's a new you cause it's a new year
Feeding me lies telling me no need for fears

Money money money make it rain on me
Gucci on my belt and my shirts Tommy
Make it rain on you, like they make it rain on me
Knocking at the door, who that my ex
Who that my ex, who that my ex
Who that my ex, who that my ex
Make it rain on you, like they make it rain on me
Knocking at the door, who that my ex

Money got me listening
Money keep me discipline
Do it for my family
Gotta keep the chips for them
Lately I've been going in
Can't even find the time for friends
Worshiped you like Simon Says
Ima just stack my bread
Ima just get ahead
Give me shit thats custom red
I like that idea instead
Driving down the street I sped
Talking as if I am Ted
All this crazy shit I said
How long have I been mislead
How long have my dreams been dead
Nightmares keep my demons fed
Pray before I go to bed
Bullseye right up on your head

Money money money make it rain on me
Gucci on my belt and my shirts Tommy
Make it rain on you, like they make it rain on me
Knocking at the door, who that my ex
Who that my ex, who that my ex
Who that my ex, who that my ex
Make it rain on you, like they make it rain on me
Knocking at the door, who that my ex



Credits
Writer(s): Destiny Galindo
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