In the Rain
We dont fuck with fake niggas cuz they hate nigga
Remember I was in the storm in the rain nigga
You aint never show no love why you stayed nigga
I was right there on the block everyday nigga
Now im getting to the bag you wanna hang nigga
Imma hop up in a foreign switch lanes nigga
My lil bro just hit a stain for some change nigga
Bet not run up cuz this fourty go bang nigga
If I aint selling dime bags im in the studio
We gone spin a nigga block just like a rodeo
Shawty all up on my phone like what you trippen for
Ain't nobody by my side oh woah woah woah
They say a young nigga change but im still the same
I just grew up and i hopped in a different lane
I be getting to the bag we is not the same
You be sitting on yo ass what a fucking shame
I told my momma imma grind like this
Put in time for this shit
Cuz im shining like this
And i'm focusing on cheese got no time for a bitch
I hope my momma know that one day we gone all be rich
We dont fuck with fake niggas cuz they hate nigga
Remember I was in the storm in the rain nigga
You aint never show no love why you stayed nigga
I was right there on the block everyday nigga
Now im getting to the bag you wanna hang nigga
Imma hop up in a foreign switch lanes nigga
My lil bro just hit a stain for some change nigga
Bet not run up cuz this fourty go bang nigga
Remember I was in the storm in the rain nigga
You aint never show no love why you stayed nigga
I was right there on the block everyday nigga
Now im getting to the bag you wanna hang nigga
Imma hop up in a foreign switch lanes nigga
My lil bro just hit a stain for some change nigga
Bet not run up cuz this fourty go bang nigga
If I aint selling dime bags im in the studio
We gone spin a nigga block just like a rodeo
Shawty all up on my phone like what you trippen for
Ain't nobody by my side oh woah woah woah
They say a young nigga change but im still the same
I just grew up and i hopped in a different lane
I be getting to the bag we is not the same
You be sitting on yo ass what a fucking shame
I told my momma imma grind like this
Put in time for this shit
Cuz im shining like this
And i'm focusing on cheese got no time for a bitch
I hope my momma know that one day we gone all be rich
We dont fuck with fake niggas cuz they hate nigga
Remember I was in the storm in the rain nigga
You aint never show no love why you stayed nigga
I was right there on the block everyday nigga
Now im getting to the bag you wanna hang nigga
Imma hop up in a foreign switch lanes nigga
My lil bro just hit a stain for some change nigga
Bet not run up cuz this fourty go bang nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Bryant
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