Let It Rain

Oh my there he go again so fly
On the road again tryna get the dope tied
No lies like drake out of the 012
Oh well I might ring me the whole bell
My last writes had 12 ounces of pahat line
The last 4 get sent out like a passport
I'm at doors like "what tf did you ask for"
Issa stick up mf flip the cashdor
Shes Backboard eat the punanai out the trackshort
Ima bad boy putting a target on my back
I attack for it
You can see im hungry by the steps
Tied up the boot so I can jump it the necks
Waita wait, needa check please
You needa check these gotta sick flow
With just a lil bitty technique
Switch up da recipe
I beat the beat then I let the rest breathe
Hop on a jetline this for the days I'm working past my bed time
You better step side
I keep it cool calm collect
Needa coupe, commas, sex
Nights I slept on roofs imma mess
I'm the truth, Lotta dope wrapped in the flesh
But its nada new, except the clothes and my address
And I keep closing these accounts if they keep giving me too much stress
Just a batter at the bat and ima do what I do best