Standing in the rain, waiting on the sun Wondering 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 seen a crack head in the pharmacy, he came out with Percs Rylo be preaching to the streets, why he won´t buy a church
Bought my own jewelry, I got tired of hearing all rise Ain´t no more love inside my bones, that´s how my dawg died From where they kill the murderers and rob the robbers Out in thо club, they give you money, turn to monоy 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 being 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 You know usually they put dicks inside all they guns, them niggas trannys The pawn shop run out of Dracs, it´s because us Over a hundred K in jewelry, don´t judge us 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 Owen
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 damn near ??? when we meet She call me broke ´cause I ain´t sell it
Standing in the rain, waiting on the sun Wondering 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 addict in the pharmacy, he came out with Percs Rylo be preaching to the streets, why he won´t buy a church
Ho sit in my lap, I push her off me, these Amiris Fifteen hundred on Dior, fuck it, I buy them hoes like sperry´s Brand new F&N, I came up making tryna burry 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 cause these hoes be stealing 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
Standing in the rain, waiting on the sun Wondering 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 addict in the pharmacy, he came out with Percs Rylo be preaching to the streets, why he won´t buy a church