When it rains it pours, I'm fighting inner wars
I put my pain into these beats, 'til I can't no more
Hit the booth, tell Krown just to hit record
Going straight thru on this bitch, nigga f*ck a chorus
Told my baby that I love her, but she getting ignored
Married to the rap game, I can't get divorced
Tell the labels open up, I'm knocking at the door
Finna step on niggas necks, and show em no remorse
Niggas playing wit they life, like this shit a sport
I got goals, 10 months I'm tryna drop a Porsche
Why you claim you run shit, but you on the porch
Nigga you ain't plugged in, you barely know the source
I'm Screaming Free Ron, til I'm feeling hoarse
Niggas talking bullshit, cause god gave em voice
I Had to grow into a man, I was a lil boy
Life hit me too fast, so I had no choice
I swear, I really really hate them rainy days
4 grams in the wood, that shit take the pain away
I be blowing out the O, you be smoking Reggie shake
Ain't nobody throw me shit, nigga I had to make a way
I been rapping 3 years, still ain't drop a tape
Everybody rushing me, so ima make em wait
But I ain't trippin', cause IK my fans think I'm great
When I finally drop my shit, the world gon know my name
My people came along way, from being locked in chains
So why when niggas make it, they go and cop a chain
Down by 2 wit half a second, need to win the game
Pass me the ball, ima shoot my shot like dame
Let's be real, I know y'all don't get what I'm saying
Life too short, shoot yo shot, go and take a chance
You Niggas grown as Hell, but only up like 2 bands
At some point of yo life, you gotta chase a bag
If you ask me, this that real music
Lay back, roll a blunt & just chill to it
I could be somewhere in the hood, making drill music
But I'm different nigga, this that get a deal music
Bitch the gun could be dirty, and I still use it
Bro been sipping dirty for a min, and he still snoozing
Y'all call these other niggas Goats, man y'all still clueless
My brother got caught by the boys, but was still shooting
I speak the truth, fake niggas won't get a feel to it
Yo favorite rapper he be lying, and he still do it
It's hard to make it out my city, but I will do it
And everybody who done hated, they gon feel stupid
The f*ck is beef? Start a war, I get real Ruthless
You still stressing over hoes, boy you real goofy
I got sick of being broke, I started to feel mucus
But now all my friends dead, like I'm lil uzi
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When it rains it pours, I'm fighting inner wars
I put my pain into these beats, 'til I can't no more
Hit the booth, tell Krown just to hit record
Going straight thru on this bitch, nigga f*ck a chorus
Told my baby that I love her, but she getting ignored
Married to the rap game, I can't get divorced
Tell the labels open up, I'm knocking at the door
Finna step on niggas necks, and show em no remorse
Niggas playing wit they life, like this shit a sport
I got goals, 10 months I'm tryna drop a Porsche
Why you claim you run shit, but you on the porch
Nigga you ain't plugged in, you barely know the source
I'm Screaming Free Ron, til I'm feeling hoarse
Niggas talking bullshit, cause god gave em voice
I Had to grow into a man, I was a lil boy
Life hit me too fast, so I had no choice
I swear, I really really hate them rainy days
4 grams in the wood, that shit take the pain away
I be blowing out the O, you be smoking Reggie shake
Ain't nobody throw me shit, nigga I had to make a way
I been rapping 3 years, still ain't drop a tape
Everybody rushing me, so ima make em wait
But I ain't trippin', cause IK my fans think I'm great
When I finally drop my shit, the world gon know my name
My people came along way, from being locked in chains
So why when niggas make it, they go and cop a chain
Down by 2 wit half a second, need to win the game
Pass me the ball, ima shoot my shot like dame
Let's be real, I know y'all don't get what I'm saying
Life too short, shoot yo shot, go and take a chance
You Niggas grown as Hell, but only up like 2 bands
At some point of yo life, you gotta chase a bag
If you ask me, this that real music
Lay back, roll a blunt & just chill to it
I could be somewhere in the hood, making drill music
But I'm different nigga, this that get a deal music
Bitch the gun could be dirty, and I still use it
Bro been sipping dirty for a min, and he still snoozing
Y'all call these other niggas Goats, man y'all still clueless
My brother got caught by the boys, but was still shooting
I speak the truth, fake niggas won't get a feel to it
Yo favorite rapper he be lying, and he still do it
It's hard to make it out my city, but I will do it
And everybody who done hated, they gon feel stupid
The f*ck is beef? Start a war, I get real Ruthless
You still stressing over hoes, boy you real goofy
I got sick of being broke, I started to feel mucus
But now all my friends dead, like I'm lil uzi
I put my pain into these beats, 'til I can't no more
Hit the booth, tell Krown just to hit record
Going straight thru on this bitch, nigga f*ck a chorus
Told my baby that I love her, but she getting ignored
Married to the rap game, I can't get divorced
Tell the labels open up, I'm knocking at the door
Finna step on niggas necks, and show em no remorse
Niggas playing wit they life, like this shit a sport
I got goals, 10 months I'm tryna drop a Porsche
Why you claim you run shit, but you on the porch
Nigga you ain't plugged in, you barely know the source
I'm Screaming Free Ron, til I'm feeling hoarse
Niggas talking bullshit, cause god gave em voice
I Had to grow into a man, I was a lil boy
Life hit me too fast, so I had no choice
I swear, I really really hate them rainy days
4 grams in the wood, that shit take the pain away
I be blowing out the O, you be smoking Reggie shake
Ain't nobody throw me shit, nigga I had to make a way
I been rapping 3 years, still ain't drop a tape
Everybody rushing me, so ima make em wait
But I ain't trippin', cause IK my fans think I'm great
When I finally drop my shit, the world gon know my name
My people came along way, from being locked in chains
So why when niggas make it, they go and cop a chain
Down by 2 wit half a second, need to win the game
Pass me the ball, ima shoot my shot like dame
Let's be real, I know y'all don't get what I'm saying
Life too short, shoot yo shot, go and take a chance
You Niggas grown as Hell, but only up like 2 bands
At some point of yo life, you gotta chase a bag
If you ask me, this that real music
Lay back, roll a blunt & just chill to it
I could be somewhere in the hood, making drill music
But I'm different nigga, this that get a deal music
Bitch the gun could be dirty, and I still use it
Bro been sipping dirty for a min, and he still snoozing
Y'all call these other niggas Goats, man y'all still clueless
My brother got caught by the boys, but was still shooting
I speak the truth, fake niggas won't get a feel to it
Yo favorite rapper he be lying, and he still do it
It's hard to make it out my city, but I will do it
And everybody who done hated, they gon feel stupid
The f*ck is beef? Start a war, I get real Ruthless
You still stressing over hoes, boy you real goofy
I got sick of being broke, I started to feel mucus
But now all my friends dead, like I'm lil uzi
Writer: Cameron Nelson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid