Raining (feat. Yung Bleu & Murda Beatz)
Raining
Before the sunset (Murda on the beat so it's not nice!)
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
Should be loving me daily, baby, where you at?
I miss you fucking me crazy
Now you with that sucker, he ain't nothing like me, you crazy
Remember when you couldn't get enough of me?
Shit crazy
I can't show my feelings, but I'm pissed, damn
Guess the streets made me like this, damn
Pull up on me, can I get a kiss? Damn
Dropping tears when I reminisce, I'm like damn
Remember when we used to live in bliss? Damn
Remember you smiling and shit? Damn
We was fucking on islands and shit, damn
Wining and dining and shit, damn
Now it's just crying in the whip, damn
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
I'm on the grind, got no time to explain
Know I'm tryna change, but I'm still the same
Tryna stay sane in the fast lane
But I gotta put you through some pain for my last name
Baby, I'll put you in the Range for my last name
You can keep the Range, get Mulsannes 'cause the cash came
From the 'Raq, up the sack, got on eight chains
I be biting on your back like a great dane
Seventh time having space like we in Uranus
Still gon' put it in her face, finger in her anus
Give a fuck about the fame, I ain't never chase it
Give a fuck about no change, chains and bracelets
Mind always outta space, so I'm the spaceship
Plus this bitch come with an umbrella if it's raining
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
Wake up, girl, you better wake up and put on your make up now
You must've been insecure when he had you
But I'm tryna carve you out like a statue
Don't you see these niggas looking at you?
Beat a nigga ass if I had to
You say fingers in your mmm, it relax you
Or sucking on your, ooh, like a vacuum
Now it's raining on my window
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
I don't get it, I don't understand
Gone off them xans, you faded
Faded
You faded, girl, you faded, you faded, you
Faded
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
Before the sunset (Murda on the beat so it's not nice!)
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
Should be loving me daily, baby, where you at?
I miss you fucking me crazy
Now you with that sucker, he ain't nothing like me, you crazy
Remember when you couldn't get enough of me?
Shit crazy
I can't show my feelings, but I'm pissed, damn
Guess the streets made me like this, damn
Pull up on me, can I get a kiss? Damn
Dropping tears when I reminisce, I'm like damn
Remember when we used to live in bliss? Damn
Remember you smiling and shit? Damn
We was fucking on islands and shit, damn
Wining and dining and shit, damn
Now it's just crying in the whip, damn
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
I'm on the grind, got no time to explain
Know I'm tryna change, but I'm still the same
Tryna stay sane in the fast lane
But I gotta put you through some pain for my last name
Baby, I'll put you in the Range for my last name
You can keep the Range, get Mulsannes 'cause the cash came
From the 'Raq, up the sack, got on eight chains
I be biting on your back like a great dane
Seventh time having space like we in Uranus
Still gon' put it in her face, finger in her anus
Give a fuck about the fame, I ain't never chase it
Give a fuck about no change, chains and bracelets
Mind always outta space, so I'm the spaceship
Plus this bitch come with an umbrella if it's raining
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
Wake up, girl, you better wake up and put on your make up now
You must've been insecure when he had you
But I'm tryna carve you out like a statue
Don't you see these niggas looking at you?
Beat a nigga ass if I had to
You say fingers in your mmm, it relax you
Or sucking on your, ooh, like a vacuum
Now it's raining on my window
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
I don't get it, I don't understand
Gone off them xans, you faded
Faded
You faded, girl, you faded, you faded, you
Faded
It's raining on my window, but I can't see the clouds
I want more than affection, you haven't been close to me in a while
It's raining on my window, but my tears are running dry
What you feel inside is way too common, it's gon' be alright
Credits
Writer(s): Carl E. Mccormick, Shane Lee Lindstrom, Herbert Randall Wright, Jeremy Biddle
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