Dealin' With Rain

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JMSJeepo

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Man, you know what the f*ck going on, fam
Ay, uh, when you drop that album bro
Our songs gon' be the best one
Let's go
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Let me start it off like this, though
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
She kept tryna spin by me
H, I, f*ck that, H, I, J
Money like some thunder, I was dealing with rain
Pull the stick, hit the throttle
That bitch ain't even good for you, she sippin' Henny Bottles
Bitch, I be up on the lookout, the warning, I'm duckin' potholes
And they portray me as a villain, I'm 18, Not hollow
He hatin' with no job, though
I'm over here no soccer, but I'm kickin' off this lock though
I feel so damn famous like Mexicans in our tacos
I ain't mean to bring this into race
stop it's the weekend
So best believe we smoke on shit so good, it's hard to breathe in
And I ain't gonna spit the same shit I always spit
Bitch, we comin' from the 361, you know we goin' big
If that nigga keep on talking, he get hit up with the stick
And If you ain't paper chasing, nigga, don't you call me twin
And if I spin it once, nigga, I'ma spin that shit again
Me and my niggas goin' up, you know we gonna win
And if I catch his ass in traffic, I'ma dump it, make him spin
And if I catch his ass in traffic, I'ma make him do a flip
If I ride around my city, best believe I keep a stick
Cause these niggas, they be plotting, yeah, they tryna split my wig
I be rapping all this thug shit, cause it's the life that I live
You a baby, get your bottle, bitch, I hit that fuckin' throttle
I run this shit, one, two, three, I dodge the potholes
Yeah, I'm out the way, cause they ain't using hands, they ain't tryna squabble
Bitch, in reality, I'm like a bubble look nice till I pop you
You get JP and he pop you, it's only you who can stop you
Yeah, you try to diss on us and it get so ugly, it gon' drop you
Bitch, yeah, yeah, don't understand how fast I gained it
I turn the head so fast, it's so damn bad, I heard I sprained em'
I sprain em', the money I be claiming
Yeah, I really dropped the ball in this, not dunk, but I'ma lay in
I stopped caring, negatives all sound the same
These past days felt the same, doing same things
And I don't really f*ck with that
That's why I keep my circle small, I know they have my back
That's why I keep my circle small and count up all the racks
Yeah, count up all these racks, speaking facts
I ain't never lying, I don't never cap

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