Rainy
When it rains yea it pours Rainy days im seeing more
Rainy days im seeing more
Niggas really bitches can't put trust inside no whore
Feel like love i'm fiening for
Young nigga heartless all he know is spark shit
Better ask about me and my name they know thats dog shit
Gotta keep it real, almost lost it
Lost em inna field mhmm but he dropped shit
Why my nigga dead and gone
Heartless
I ain't cried in so so long
I'm tarnished
My trust fucked up yea
Brodie inna cut yea
Nigga talking shit if it's up then it's stuck yea
All about my Benjamins I never gave a fuck yea
All about my Benjamins don't give a fuck yea
How you claim that you gone ride for me you never went and slide for me
If them niggas got on me you gone do homicide for me
The shit I did for you
Now i'm putting in the stu
Yeah i'm trying to get this cake up
Wake up and I bake up
She always saying fuck you but we fucking when we make up
Gotta give that face up
Going down I taste her
When it rains yea it pours rainy Days i'm seeing more
Rainy days i'm seeing more
Niggas really bitches can't put trust inside no whore
Feel like love i'm fiening for
Feel like love i'm fiening for
Yea I lost my fucking top i'm singing more
Know I got my fucking glock I keep it more
Know I cannot trust no thot i'm leaning more
Sipping and i'm leaning more
Pouring more
Up the Score
Yea I lost my fucking top
Yea I lost my fucking top i'm Singing more
Singing more
Singing more
Rainy days im seeing more
Niggas really bitches can't put trust inside no whore
Feel like love i'm fiening for
Young nigga heartless all he know is spark shit
Better ask about me and my name they know thats dog shit
Gotta keep it real, almost lost it
Lost em inna field mhmm but he dropped shit
Why my nigga dead and gone
Heartless
I ain't cried in so so long
I'm tarnished
My trust fucked up yea
Brodie inna cut yea
Nigga talking shit if it's up then it's stuck yea
All about my Benjamins I never gave a fuck yea
All about my Benjamins don't give a fuck yea
How you claim that you gone ride for me you never went and slide for me
If them niggas got on me you gone do homicide for me
The shit I did for you
Now i'm putting in the stu
Yeah i'm trying to get this cake up
Wake up and I bake up
She always saying fuck you but we fucking when we make up
Gotta give that face up
Going down I taste her
When it rains yea it pours rainy Days i'm seeing more
Rainy days i'm seeing more
Niggas really bitches can't put trust inside no whore
Feel like love i'm fiening for
Feel like love i'm fiening for
Yea I lost my fucking top i'm singing more
Know I got my fucking glock I keep it more
Know I cannot trust no thot i'm leaning more
Sipping and i'm leaning more
Pouring more
Up the Score
Yea I lost my fucking top
Yea I lost my fucking top i'm Singing more
Singing more
Singing more
Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Harris
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