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done went through pain
In this bitch 
Ou baby stop the party 
Make it rain in this shit aye 
I'm still broke 
but i feel famous in here 
Walk into

Bloody Osiris my stylist 
None of you bitch niggas can try this

Me and my niggas got the Cardhart 
Gore-Tex for southern rains 
Me and my niggas

measure my wealth by the things I have
But I'll sleep tight tonight
Sweating blood to make it work
I woke up alone again in a park somewhere in Koln
I can

and Ness
Front line with the troops holding missiles and techs
Best believe man you come out your tooth wrong what
I'll let it rain and clear it out like

remember me
Feel like Ja Morant I'm in the race for MVP
I don't play by strength no more I go by energy
I can stand out on the block just like it's 10 of me

podiatry don't ever rock with defeat
Stay discreet
It gets deep when you're black on the street
They make us feel incomplete
So we don't try to compete
My

The Rising

Action Bronson

Mr. Wonderful

2015

Fly Mary in to sing to the cow before we slaughtered it
Then I ordered it

Don't say a word to me
You already committed perjury
A bunch of lies

it rain we make the party flood
And I know niggas hoes tried to rob I ain't go got the pole & I had to send the party up
I'm just tryna make a name

Yo Jake, remind me
Does anybody make real shit anymore?
I guess you know what that means, right?
I'm sorry that I had to do this

Forgive me I'm in

my TBT
Make it rain at the party
Somebody call on PDP
I have been killing instrumentals
I suppose dey kirikiri
Gbamu gbamu jigi jigi
Awa de re ani

the pouring rain with soaking hair
Halloween was just a few weeks away
The streets were alive with every spooky display
Down by the harbor fog rolled it's way

you'd rather not say
But if you like, I can put you in touch
With a someone who knows someone who can make it go away

So did you inadvertently stray
Away

got they faith in me
I just been
In the kitchen by the stove baking beats
Wait and see
All that shit they talking really make believe
Let the rats fight

and running no you don't make a sound 
Imma call up my brother tell him it's going down 
All the Bali in my face smoke it by the pound 
Red Beamer down

Butter- buttercup
Sport an orange bubble, mixing dirty water up
Light beige trainers, like a foreigner
My blade bring 'em to the coroner
Whistling by

all my niggas with wings
Inkin ya names
It's a dirty game
We all gon hold our breath
When we flirt with death
Inshallah when it rain
We don't get wet
I

the brakes and now I don't make a mistake



Life really came with them challenges 
Call up my brothers and they gonna handle
 Just been singing right here by

lungs till I'm dreaming like inception
Master of deception till I rain atomic death
Walk'n by they hold they breathe too afraid to disrespect
Sugar coated

not all what they make it all seam
She goes and manifests destiny
Full rides empty pockets and a soul that still bleeds she
Leads in every class with

can tell by your shape
Talking about movies over coffee and crepes 
Yeah it's cold, so you gotta put that mink on
Low-key made a move, get our fling

the rain

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Keep on doubting but I still know that I did it
Imma pull up on the spot just for a visit
People salty that my music is

the sky
independent
stay high
make a living beyond 
just getting by
i'm organic in nature
bonnie and clyde
fuck the feds 
its blunts for breakfast
and we're

I went by Johnny Dang

This lil' ass money bag on my chain cost them bands
You the type to go to jail try to make some friends
Her close friends

won't last forever
Yeah its clever but this shall to pass I scream it at the weather
Grab myself up by my boot straps
It ain't no focus on the rain when