Standin' in the rain, waitin' on the sun
Wonderin' if it don't come
My niggas don't run track, pistols in they laps
But I swear they won't run
Fuck a hideout, we send our addys
Scared, go to church
Fuck a hideout, we drop addresses
I ain't talking skirts
I sent a crack head in the pharmacy
He came out with Percs
Rylo be preachin' to the streets
Why he won't buy a church
Bought my own jewelry, I got tired of hearin', "All rise"
Ain't no more love inside my bones, that's how my dawg died
From where they kill thе murderers and rob the robbеrs
Out in the club, they give you money
Turn to money hoarders
Envy in the air, how long can I hold my breath?
We ride with Kel Tecs like we smoked the ref
Got on all my ice, but if it's war, I don't got no chill
Never been to prison
But I still know how bein' in the hole feel
Really know how broke feel, yeah
I fixed that last year, mechanic
Made mama smile at what I become, your son ain't panic
They never use 'em
They put dicks inside all they guns, them niggas trannys
The pawn shop run out of Dracs, it's because us
Over a hunnid K in jewelry, no judges
Caught up in this rap shit, check royalties
My nigga, caught up in some trap shit, check lawyer fees
Got bigger, niggas that I ran with ain't like Jessie Owens
Them niggas that I run with far from Usain Bolt
The street like football, if you rat, you get ejected
All the trappers on the defense
Know it gon' make it hard to score
I turned losses into lessons
She topped me
And never got a message
(She ain't never got no text back)
She Donovan McNabb'ed when we meet
(That mean she TD)
She call me broke 'cause I ain't Zelle it
Standin' in the rain, waitin' on the sun
Wonderin' if it don't come
My niggas don't run track, pistols in they laps
But I swear they won't run
Fuck a hideout, we send our addys
Scared, go to church
Fuck a hideout, we drop addresses
I ain't talking skirts
I sent a crack head in the pharmacy
He came out with Percs
Rylo be preachin' to the streets
Why he won't buy a church
Ho sit in my lap, I push her off me, these Amiris
Fifteen hunnid on Dior, fuck it
I buy them hoes like Sperry's
Brand new F&N, I came up makin' tryna bury guns
I don't know who kids them is
I only be with Smith & Wessons
Carats in my ear, I got rabbits mugging
I was broke with no fam, now everyone my cousin
Tell that ho I ain't no freak, I can't put it her butt
No squirrels, make sure you flush the rubber
These hoes be stealin' nut
I'm from where your uncle shoot your dad
And your brother set your cousin up
It's like our pants too big
Only thing we promised is cuffs
Standin' in the rain, waitin' on the sun
Wonderin' if it don't come
My niggas don't run track, pistols in they laps
But I swear they won't run
Fuck a hideout, we send our addys
Scared, go to church
Fuck a hideout, we drop addresses
I ain't talking skirts
I sent a crack head in the pharmacy
He came out with Percs
Rylo be preachin' to the streets
Why he won't buy a church