The Rain Lyrics - Wiz Khalifa

Nigga like me smoke weed everyday 

Nigga like me high all the time 

Shut the fuck up man 

It's Taylor's! Ugh 

One shot, one kill, what the deal? 

Learned this from my OG, shit is real 

Made niggas, paid niggas, all around 

One phone call, brr, it's going down 

Clique full of psychos, goon in some tight clothes 

Need my paper straight, no typos 

Right flows, but really I don't write 

I'm in the studio all night 

Make sure the shit you call a dream is what I really call my life 

From my city, Harlem Nights, you niggas silly - this the 'burg 

Not Philly, shout them niggas though that wheelie on them bikes 

These niggas fans, they just sittin' 

Talk about plans they ain't been in 

Even rock brands they don't fit in 

Ain't got to go to France, spend 100 bands 

Gotta understand, damn! 

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I can't stand fake niggas 

I can't stand fake niggas 

I can't stand fake niggas 

Walk it how I talk it, if I roll it, I'mma spark it 

If she bad, I tell her park it - I'mma hit it like a target 

Oh shit! He blowing up your phone again 

Must ain't let him know, you ain't coming home again 

Leave that man alone, could be doing better 

Do it on your own, could be on a jet, flying 'round the globe 

Baby we gonna smoke a whole zone 

Burning kush till her eyes gone 

Cellphone by the remote control 

When your girlfriends call, they just get the dial tone 

Paper wild long 

Try to draw the line between personal and business 

But these niggas in their feelings like bitches 

Mobbing through these trenches, always on a mission 

Rules to the game, start a competition 

Khalifa Kush keep me high, the world wanna speak 

Broke and jail - two things I don't wanna be 

You talk tough, but your clique is nervous 

Wash 'em up, get that quick detergent 

Then we done with 'em 

There's gotta be somebody to blame 

It's a shame, shame, shame 

I can't stand fake niggas 

I can't stand fake niggas 

I can't stand fake niggas 

What? What? 

I can't stand fake niggas 

I can't stand fake niggas 

Fake ass, niggas, shit 

Dawg, damn, woah 

28 Grams, 28, and a bag in my hand 

God, Damn! 

Ho 

Hahahahaha 

Hol up, hol up, hol up 

Man when my hair get long you niggas in trouble 

Just warning you now