Lonelychild - Rainy Days

It's me Lonely
Same nigga with a dream I had to put it on me
Took so many Ls
I had a lot of niggas clowning on me
It was tragic when my Nigga had to steal from me
But I had it on me
I never want to beef a nigga for the money
Or for a bitch who'd switch up on me if I got no money
Pull up to the club I got a milli on me
Right in front of me
I saw a Nigga snitching on a fellow homie
Ain't gone lie my nigga I swear you know that shit ain't funny
When you die another Nigga got a toddler coming
Right before you risk it all my nigga hope it's gone be worth it
Cause these diamonds hardest stone I had to put it on me
I'm cold hearted
Praying for rainy days with a Rolls Royce umbrella
Walking In the cold rain I remember how I
Always dreamt about a brand new wraith
A Cold hearted nigga
Got no love to share
If I fuck with you
I never kiss and tell
Never scared of niggas
Only God I fear
Get out your feelings nigga
You know we got to get it
Don't get involved with the gangsters
You know that shit don't pay
For the rainy days you need an umbrella
And love yourself because you know you doing better
Got so many racks feel like a toy
Ten more bottles when high Prince inside the club
Plain Jane Rolly on me color like a soil
And you know I got the juice I got the sauce
So much drip on me you know that I'm a boss
Never worried about that bitch it's just your turn
Like an Uber they keep coming they keep going
I never hit a bitch
I know I'm not a tout
Don't go only dreaming nigga chase it
If you get it green don't trip you got to save it
Don't you lose your respect trying to please a lady
If she got good ass I want to be her baby
I already know this
Nobody is perfect
But atleast you can try
To be your perfect version
Giving it everything you got
And you go see the ladies come left and right
Build your woman
If she builds with you then that's a real one
Who's by your side
Can make or mar you
Pay attention
Cause that's a real one
Steady on my grind
Ain't nobody fit to control me
Because I am a woman of my own glory
More racks cannot control me
And I pray to God make e cover me yeah
Only looking for some peace of mind
I shed a tear and that's okay sometimes
Got so many racks feel like a toy
Ten more bottles when high Prince inside the club
Plain Jane Rolly on me color like a soil
And you know I got the juice I got the sauce
So much drip on me you know that I'm a boss
Never worried about that bitch it's just your turn
Like an Uber they keep coming they keep going
I never hit a bitch
I know I'm not a tout

Written by:
Chigozie Orji, Queen Odili

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