Pluie de Paris (feat. Young Briggs)

This is what you do on your very day in Paris
You get yourself some rain
not just a drizzle
but honest to goodness rain
Then you find yourself someone really nice
and drive her through the Bois de Boulogne in a taxi
The rain's very important because
That's when Paris smells its sweetest

Draw circles in the Pyrex 
pull the extras out the pot
might serve it to you wet
depending on how we rock
drop the numbers if we close
it get lonely at the top
most the work I do dirty
so I'm moving with the mop
got to go a little harder
bros don't wanna see you pop
whisper what you is
then they yell out what you not
circle lost it's shape
when my nigga slipped the box
subject remain quiet
hard to speak on how I felt
all I know is
lotta niggas roll without results
how you want to fight
but can't win the belt
gamble for the win 
take life on the chin
I can't ever question
if you're out or if you're in
roll up
knock them down like they bowling pins
heart cold as polar wind
and this governor I'm holding
make your solar spin
trapping in my Nikes till they folding in
G on the phone
he dropped the addy
and you know we went

I could leave It alone and live lovely
but if I walk away
will my fans still love me
Ahhhahhh
I'm like a part of the game
gave it all to the game
gave my all to the game

I could leave It alone and live lovely
but if I walk away
will my fans still love me
Ahhhahhh
I'm like a part of the game
gave it all to the game
gave my all to the game

Yo
If you wasn't listening rewind
for me it's therapeutic to do this
God was giving me the signs
bitch I'm wicked and divine
if you clocking
then we watching
till it's time
in addition I'm
just a victim to my inhibitions
and that gimmick isn't mine
trying to make you disappear
no assistant
but my man is a magician with the nine
and this shiny little bitch of mine
will have your misses crying
all through Thanksgiving and Christmas time
I introduce you to the vicious side
you say that it's love, but
you shoot subs like Crimson Tide
he was living off of whims and died
got hit in the liver
turned jaundice
and all that yellow skin gave me Simpson vibes
as a child I knew that we was from different tribes
always went to my friends homes
but they visit mines
doves cry
pigeons wine
but with lightning strikes the same spot twice
it's alive, tell the kids to hide
was smelling hell and inhaling
just like when Clinton lied
I ain't buying what you're selling
like relatives when you rhyme
from closets to sellers no skeletons can reside
I'm a product of my residence
measurements of a pie
had that cable in my name
bad credit since I was nine
I'm disabling these lames
I'll level they shit and slide
got that big brown bag the evidence is inside
representing
Smifhouse Records the enterprise
nigga

I could leave It alone and live lovely
but if I walk away
will my fans still love me
Ahhhahhh
I'm like a part of the game
gave it all to the game
gave my all to the game

I could leave It alone and live lovely
but if I walk away
will my fans still love me
Ahhhahhh
I'm like a part of the game
gave it all to the game
gave my all to the game