Rain Song

3: 45 X-rated A nigga still drunk cause you know I stay faded All up in her booty and you that she can take it Got long hair but that pussy hair braided She love my crew, hoes on me but I just want you Keep a bad bitch that be smoking on keisha Surf with a nigga, white sand on the beaches Fuck with a nigga like me, we all in the room She all on her knees cuz that's my booth She give a nigga bread like I'm fucking for a fee But all she wanna do is take care of me Them ladies say they want me, they want me But them hoes never really know me It's 8: 49 she got me doing that rain dance My homegirl fucked up too, pussy doing that rain dance We trying to sit, both game plan But her homie on the side she hating Find me where I'm staying Climb all in the middle of my rain dance Stone cold sober Drinking month old soda Playing Life with a cheat code Two tokens shy of a game over Same clothes for the week So I suppose the same odor Call the home phone still don't know what came over Thought about life with a pocket full of squola Thought about getting older Thought about the alpine blast in the rover But I'm stuck in this shit till it's over They tell you keep your head above water to keep your status But I'm breathing under currents without any apparatus The water's stagnant and brackish with the hats fastened flat on my casket Time passes in vast amounts, baggage Check all the distraction, drastic Stress automatic Lime green, pass it Playa gotta have it Funny how the coke just react to the acid Feeling like I'm trapped gotta dash out People in my face wanna lash out Stress take control of My body was sober So I never sleep only pass out Stripped of the prize Money, women, and lies Running in place till he dies He built up a wall to have somewhere to hide But anxiety's coming from somewhere inside