Make It Rain
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane on em
2020, I'm stepping up to the plate (Ay)
Aiming for the neck with razor blade (Ay)
Time to put real music in it's place (Ay)
Ken Griffey out the park
First ballot hall of fame (Ay)
Really wanna shake my pride but I cannot
Really wanna stop the pain
But I'm in the game seeking the fame
And I'm proving my name
I'm doing a whole lot
Reaching the the tip top
I do it for the love and hip hop
Cardi B bust it down
I like it like that
Ya I'm making it know
Look at the speech and the tone
We cannot do no wrong
Touching the soul through the microphone
Reaching the peak that's never known
Only the heaven knows
We can never fold
Hitting that thuggish ruggish to the bone bone bone
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane on em
Roamin' down the street thought I saw you then I turned away
My therapist asks me why do I numb the pain?
Woke up hungover to start the year
Do I love myself or do I live in fear?
Is this how i start my day?
No
Prayin' to play us on radio
Please point me the way to go, way to go
I'm a hope dealer, mentoring dope dealers
I'm tryna keep my unit in tact like gorilla
I grow realer
Generations of healers
I'm contemplating my feelings
And detonating my villains
Making way for the truth
Anything else is irrelevant
You need to speak your mind
Because no one else can read that
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane on em
Yeah and I'm gonna miss every
Gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody
Make it, make it rain
You can't handle this pain
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane on em
2020, I'm stepping up to the plate (Ay)
Aiming for the neck with razor blade (Ay)
Time to put real music in it's place (Ay)
Ken Griffey out the park
First ballot hall of fame (Ay)
Really wanna shake my pride but I cannot
Really wanna stop the pain
But I'm in the game seeking the fame
And I'm proving my name
I'm doing a whole lot
Reaching the the tip top
I do it for the love and hip hop
Cardi B bust it down
I like it like that
Ya I'm making it know
Look at the speech and the tone
We cannot do no wrong
Touching the soul through the microphone
Reaching the peak that's never known
Only the heaven knows
We can never fold
Hitting that thuggish ruggish to the bone bone bone
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane on em
Roamin' down the street thought I saw you then I turned away
My therapist asks me why do I numb the pain?
Woke up hungover to start the year
Do I love myself or do I live in fear?
Is this how i start my day?
No
Prayin' to play us on radio
Please point me the way to go, way to go
I'm a hope dealer, mentoring dope dealers
I'm tryna keep my unit in tact like gorilla
I grow realer
Generations of healers
I'm contemplating my feelings
And detonating my villains
Making way for the truth
Anything else is irrelevant
You need to speak your mind
Because no one else can read that
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane
We make it, make it rain on ya
You can't handle this pain on ya
We 'bout to
Make it, make it, make it rain on ya
'Bout to go insane on em
Yeah and I'm gonna miss every
Gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody
And I'm gonna miss everybody
Make it, make it rain
You can't handle this pain
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Cano
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