Stand The Rain Lyrics

Stand The Rain Lyrics

Uh huh
You can turn, turn the headphones up some more though and leave my vocals like that, let's get it

(Yeah)
(Aye)
I need paper like I'm Hov
I need thirty before thirty
Need mercy on my soul
Made the 30 under 30 (Forbes)
I made a teardrop in my Rolls
Came from sh*t we came from hits
I made it back dirt on my clothes
Now I'm here, 2018, sh*t was different what a year
2019, it was tough but I'm like f**k it it's in the rear
2020, Covid hit, and I'm just getting sh*t in gears
I ain't even reach all my goals and I'm still sh*tting on my peers
I ain't even see my potential I'm still trying to face my fears
Feel that music in my heart, as soon as I hear it in my ears
I don't want to go and turn the clubs up, I handle business
Big bro, told me not to grab the Maybach truck, pull up in his
2021 sedan, two-hundred grand, yeah I did (Four door)
Said I wasn't gon' buy sh*t no more
Really that b**ch for my bro though
Pullin' from me what you put into me
Won't get nothing no mo'
I can't go broke, that's a no go
Make that paper jump, like po-go
Only Trackhawk in LA this color
Act like that's the low-low
Still up in my sh*t solo
Pull up shoot some sh*t from logo
Trying to flex for likes you, in a striker, stupid, that's a stolo'
Play with me, I'm seeing rojo
Pussy, I'm in go mode

Can you stand the rain?
I can stand the rain
Used to stand in the rain
I can stand in the rain
Used to stand the rain
Can you stand the rain?
Used to stand in the rain
I can stand the rain

Used to stand in the rain
After friends was slain
Withstanding the pain
I was filled with anger
Homie got banged for saying my name
Let his thirty flame
Ain't change, stood up for his gang
Then his mans, blew out his brains
This a dirty game
Left-handed grip, it firm and I got sturdy aim
Glizzy with mixed personalities, got thirty names
Pop out like I'm Mr. T, I got on thirty chains
Bent the lamb truck rims, it cost me Thirty K
Missing family, reminiscing about them early days
f**k G Herbo, they just listening to what Herbie say
I ain't really give a f**k though in my early ages
Got too many in them pearly gates and scary cages
If you know, you know I went through phases, different stages
Broad day had guns blazing with the bravest
For real
Seen action like a movie, but that sh*t was real
Then being too courageous, got my nigga killed

Damn
Long live, Max C. Money
That's why I got a big ass Max around my neck
That's why I got that C Money green Trackhawk
That's why I got a C Money green Rolex anniversary, but really though
This sh*t in me
That's why I am super-savage to the max
I had to think about it, you know I had to humble myself but
Then again I am what I am
I gotta' stay brave
I gotta' stay on it
Because I know the universe ain't gonna have leeway on me
And it's just all off real life
Situations and sh*t I've been through
I'm only twenty-five, but I feel like I lived ten lifetimes
And there's no coincidence
Nigga really with the sh*t
I look at my niggas, and I look at my niggas' kids
And I look at my my kid
And I see so much of us in them
So that's why I be trying to like, change the cycle
But a lot of the sh*t meant
We just gotta' learn to control it as best we can, you know?
G Herbo