| Rain drops
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| Ya probably ain’t expecting this one
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| Nope, yeah, clap clap un hun
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| This something my grandmother would dance to or something
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drops would fall
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drop would fall
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| Ay grandma and grandpa
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| Look at ya grandson, I done made it far
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| Damn nana, I know it’s killing ya bones that damn cancer
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| I wish I had an answer, but I don’t I’m jus' wishin' for an answer
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| Watchin' my mamma cry, she’s watchin' her mamma die
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| Every second I’m drying my mamma eyes, she so proud of her son
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| See right through my mamma eyes, she just follow the drips
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| U can’t dodge the rain but u can follow the drips
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| And every drop of rain that falls, has a drop a pain involved
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| You better believe
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| 88 cocaine it solves, now the dope came in charge yup
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| I see my niggas for what they really are, what we really are
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| The dicks we really are, let it rain
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drops would fall
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| I know u wishing it would rain
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drop would fall
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| It has been long fights like this
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| Long days, long nights nights like this
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| I’m wishing for rain, nothing but the wind ever came
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| Little girls with they skirt up, the world’s getting worser
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| Man I twirled through the world in a roaster
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| Twirling the smoke up, I be so high
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| Shit a week goes by, I still think the week just started
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| Man weed still sparking, still in tune with the street man
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| He still sparking, go ahead nigga leap feel frogish
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| These streets I harnish, my peeps my partners
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| Cam, Jim, Zeek my sponsors, black, Griz, snags my monstrous
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| Paper, drugs, twin my anchor, robs, 40, doe, guard
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| Bus, train and go hard, let it rain
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drops would fall
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drop would fall
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| This is a story, about a young boy wishin' for glory
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| Rap, riches and glory, some people I’ll love to share it with
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| Yeah my people my thugs I’ll share it with
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| You can’t eat through this love I’m dealing with
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| You can’t see through this love I’m dealing with
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| You can’t be through or eat through this love I’m dealing with
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| It’s real I’m feeling it my niggas, cats plan on killing it
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| Rats real I’m reeling it all men like fishermen
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| Say, hey hey hey baby, yeah
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| Drive sticks while sticking 'em, young chicks I’m dicking em
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| All down and yeah they all down
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| But why it got to be like this, why every girl I meet got to be like this
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| Let it rain
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drops would fall
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| Nights like this I wish
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| That rain drop would fall
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| Let it rain
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| I’m just sitting here
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| Wishing it would rain
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| I’m just sitting here
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| Waiting for the rain
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| Waiting for the rain |