Stop the Rain

Dese bitches on my line they want me pet they kitten
Dese niggas mind my business tryna catch me slippin
Dese junkies on my time they tryna catch a fixin
Just don't short me a dime or catch a pistol whipping
These plugs keep tryna flood me I'm like what's the ticket?
Dem elbows dropped to 16 I ain't tryna miss it
And any price above that nigga miss me with it
I'm on this money mission moving swiftly with it
Always talk in codes I'm into risky business
Get it get it sold this shit is strictly business
Str8 drop just touched down I'm feeling fishy with it
I'm bout to flood the town when I get busy with it
You wit da shit or bitch put this in ya bra
We on the intersection bout to take it far
These folk might pull me over they can't search this car
Them folk might pull they guns cuz Im'a shooting star

Call dese niggas New Edititions they can't stand the rain
Niggas need to step aside if they can't stand the game
Niggas need to step they game up and stay out my lane
Niggas need to watch they mouth and never speak my name
I'm standing in the rain I hope it start to snow
I know if it straight drop my pockets bout to grow
I used to sip that purple rain it had me slow
Ain't no prince bitch I'm a king I ain't no average Joe
I'm sitting on the throne just watch me reign supreme
Sometimes I think I'm Meek I'm tryna chase a dream
Sometimes I think I'm Meech I'm tryna make a team
But when it's pouring down this shit ain't what it seem



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Fortson
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