RAINCHECK

I want it, I got it
Bitch I’m flawless I’m making it knew I would
All I know is that feeling is pure
In ninth grade, I was smoking weed
That feeling no cure
My childhood was focused
On being seen Hollywood
Them dreams got crushed it’s nothing
I guess I’ll find that new something
Fall back I did it on purpose
Got magic spell for these curses
Feel like I’ll drown in the current
The serpent watching my urges
Reach for the taste of your honey
Can’t let me go they still love me yeah
Rap star
Catch me on world star
Hit it far
Pull up in a cop car
Light, light, lights on
I’m sipping on that Jameson
Then I’m gone
Chasing me dusk to dawn
Yeah I’m with that shit
Have you seen my fit?
I got cash for days
They all stuffed away
In my back pocket
I think you may have lost it
Fucking in my room
Snap to bring the doom