
Out The Rain Baby Jayy
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas they envy me
[Chorus]
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up on me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up on me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
[Verse]
My diamonds they droppin' the temperature
Bitch I am one of the finest, I cannot deny it
I got these hoes stuffed up like sinus
Yes I got the heart of a lion, fuck with me, you dyin'
My lifestyle I'm still gettin' used to
I got this shit too soon, I remember eatin' ramen noodles
I remember I was rockin' Fubu but niggas want to steal your shit
Because fo'nem will pull up and shoot
You think you better than who? I am ahead of the crew
I thought you knew
I am a beast, I'm a lion, you think I'm fresh up out the zoo
Spent about two
Hundred thousand on my wrist and my diamonds wetter than a pool
Niggas be fool
Well let that boy play with my money then this chopper blow him like a flute, rrah rrah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas they envy me
[Chorus]
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up on me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up on me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
[Verse]
My diamonds they droppin' the temperature
Bitch I am one of the finest, I cannot deny it
I got these hoes stuffed up like sinus
Yes I got the heart of a lion, fuck with me, you dyin'
My lifestyle I'm still gettin' used to
I got this shit too soon, I remember eatin' ramen noodles
I remember I was rockin' Fubu but niggas want to steal your shit
Because fo'nem will pull up and shoot
You think you better than who? I am ahead of the crew
I thought you knew
I am a beast, I'm a lion, you think I'm fresh up out the zoo
Spent about two
Hundred thousand on my wrist and my diamonds wetter than a pool
Niggas be fool
Well let that boy play with my money then this chopper blow him like a flute, rrah rrah
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