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fat - rain lyrics

[intro]
yeah.. it’s funny how, no matter what path you take, good or bad, you still gotta go through some rain to get to the success. yeah, shoutout my n-gga ty man.. shoutout to also the producer harlow beats, you made a hit with this one

[verse 1: tc]
tc creative i’m bout to make it so n-ggas hate it
this is original at it finest you xerox fakers
fmb greatness some young n-ggas that’s innovators
boy we in the building like we finna renovate it
gotta change it whack n-gga ya time’s over
in this b-tch forever like the time frozen, rhyme frozen
cold and disorderly
y’all sh-t stay boring me
k!lling any n-gga song and yet y’all still snoring me
but f-ck it i’ma put these sleeping n-ggas in a coma
greatness in your presence, can’t you smell the aroma?
that strive for greatness mixed with dedication and them nights of doubt
like can i make this rapping sh-t will n-ggas care what i’m about?
tryna get the family right need something better than these streets
gotta be a god mc so f-ck a brick i need a beat
but if that’s you do ya thing homie we gotta eat
rather move crowd with alicia keys than move the keys
know a real n-gga steady trynna raise bail
all because he wanna get his mama off that welfare
d-mn shame what we gotta do to maintain
think that n-gga ’88 he always walking with the caine
& a pistol just in case he gotta solve an issue
n-gga try em now it’s r.i.p homie we miss you!
thinking back on all the times we tried to run the game
swear the strongest liquor couldn’t take away the pain!
my head high to see the sunshine in the rain
in the rain..

yeah okay okay…
i keep adding another line like i a line i took out like

[verse 2: fat]
first off i’m allergic to penicillin…
but i can use a pen to show you just how i’m feelin’
this pen is spillin’, the beans on sh-t i gotta deal with
that’ll then help me mold into something like penicillin…
this pen is sealin’, my legacy, don’t get ahead of me
this pen is stealin’, this pen is k!llin’, this sh-t beheaded me
this is a better me, this is a better beat
this is some weaponry, this sh-t is hard to bite, like celery
i use to handle the rock to feed the man on the block
my n-ggas handle the rock to serve a fiend on the block
i use to stop and pop and k!ll n-ggas on that court
my homie stopped and popped a n-gga now he gotta case in court
this for my n-gga kendal who raising his baby kendall
know these hoes tryna trap you my n-gga but keep ya dribble
understand as a man, it always is the plan
to keep your daughter in your life, and to hold her with your hands
don’t give another dude a chance, man take her to that dance
let her know about the n-ggas tryna get all in her pants
don’t let her be a victim, of having a father in the system..
that’s the sh-t you barely see, like white boys with rhythm. uh huh!
rondo ain’t the only n-gga with a nine
a cashier ain’t the only n-gga with some dimes
y’all n-ggas jungle cats, yeah just always lying
i was a misplaced watch, just losing time..

[outro]
aye, aye
you gone, you gone
you gone, you gone
you gone go through some change
to see the sunshine, you gotta see a little rain..

aye, aye, aye
you gone, you gone go through some change
to see the sun shine, you gotta see a little rain..

yeah, yeah
you gone, you gone, we gone, we gone see some better days
we just, we just, we just gotta get through the rain..

yeah.. 619!
my n-gga qua in this b-tch, n-gga!
yeah… 619!

- fat lyrics

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