Rain
Thrill you goin' bonkers
Save me from the hate
You can have the fame
Mind be playin' games
Glidin' through this flames
Waitin' for the rain, waitin' on the day
Waitin' on the nigger who gon' cross his lane
You can't feel my pain
Watch me pop champagnes for pain not gone in vain
Ridin' through the waves, you can tell I'm brave
Never scared nor lame
Came to change the game
You the prey, used to gain
Pocket change you way too lame
Cashin' checks from Monday to Friday
And ballin' from Friday to Sunday
That's just by the way
Okay your bitch, she be trippin' in my dm's
She a fan, I sign her T-shirt
Can't flirt back I'm way too decent
Most these hoes got dirt they peasants
I take measures smart like checkers
No kind gestures makin' treasures
It's a cold world I got my jacket
Make it rain I'm paid, got mama a car before the fame
Just work hard and pray, you can do it never feel ashamed
You can't feel my pain
Watch me pop champagnes
Save me from the hate
You can have the fame
Waitin' for the rains
Ridin' through the waves, you can tell I'm brave
Never scared nor lame
Came to change the game
you the prey, used to gain
Pocket change you way too lame
Cashin' checks from Monday to Friday
And ballin' from Friday to Sunday
That's just by the way
Save me from the hate
You can have the fame
Mind be playin' games
Glidin' through this flames
Waitin' for the rain, waitin' on the day
Waitin' on the nigger who gon' cross his lane
You can't feel my pain
Watch me pop champagnes for pain not gone in vain
Ridin' through the waves, you can tell I'm brave
Never scared nor lame
Came to change the game
You the prey, used to gain
Pocket change you way too lame
Cashin' checks from Monday to Friday
And ballin' from Friday to Sunday
That's just by the way
Okay your bitch, she be trippin' in my dm's
She a fan, I sign her T-shirt
Can't flirt back I'm way too decent
Most these hoes got dirt they peasants
I take measures smart like checkers
No kind gestures makin' treasures
It's a cold world I got my jacket
Make it rain I'm paid, got mama a car before the fame
Just work hard and pray, you can do it never feel ashamed
You can't feel my pain
Watch me pop champagnes
Save me from the hate
You can have the fame
Waitin' for the rains
Ridin' through the waves, you can tell I'm brave
Never scared nor lame
Came to change the game
you the prey, used to gain
Pocket change you way too lame
Cashin' checks from Monday to Friday
And ballin' from Friday to Sunday
That's just by the way
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Writer(s): Joel Morrison
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