When It Rains , It Pours - Clavish

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I'll be real, took a while for me to understand my purpose

Tinted windows 'round the sports car when I'm skirtin'

Call it Lukas Podolski, the whip I'm whipping German

Klopp Jürgen, if I had one wish- sleeping where the dirt is

Don't discriminate and age is just a number, that's for certain

I'll put my knife inside the guy you take orders from or the learners

On my block, no cap, I'm responsible for all the burners

All the hoopties, no suedi when I'm swerving

Niggas run off when 'em turning, lot of guys think I'm arrogant

But I'm just reflecting energy you had for me back when I never had a thing

A 30-year wreck is not the plan, bring it with you

It's not a murder case, it's just a missing person like Madeleine

Told Marnie 'bout this thing of ours, won't waste time reassuring him

Told Meech, "Don't stab up no one from the- if you ain't corpsing 'em"

I respect that Loops would rather step and slap than do the talking to 'em

He stands on the block with it and brings it on tour with him

When it rains, it pours

If you ain't got heart for this gang shit, you should stay indoors

Have nitties lining up, my neighbors know who just they waiting for

Kiko said, "Don't hit them where you live, you'll catch a case for sure"

That's probably the first time I took advice without going back and forth

When it rains, it pours, I fling it in her jaw

Before I hit it raw, I got a prison call

My lil' body snatcher said, "Take out the Lambo' with a trill exhaust"

Of course, I want us to be all one

But niggas got hidden agendas and I weren't going dumb

Putting all the blame on me is a low-blow and a shortcut

'Cause if the actual savages were out, you wouldn't talk up

I normalize, not all the time, I must explain the reason why

I showed 'em kizzy love and also show them that there's more to life

In jail I had some sleepless nights, I probably could have bought a Golf R

If I got given just one pound every time that I said, "Free the guys"

I'm C-L-A-V, I can't trip over no chick

I buy girls gifts but most the time, they fuck me off the rip

Getting impatient, it's official, now I got piece for his wig

As long as he's dead, I don't care if you rest in peace or the piss

Audemars and Rollies, it used to be handcuffs on my wrist

You don't deserve to be rewarded if you've never took a risk

I don't know if it's God on my side, but

Every single time I get shot at, niggas always seem to miss

If he drop it, take it with, less Ps for autopsies

Niggas shop to glide and ride for 22, that shit shocked me

Put some drillers in my posse that ain't even from my block

'Cause I can see they're far from pussy, like they stay away from fucks

I know a nigga good with his knife, but he stay away from Glocks

Stab you up bad, but I don't think he's ever held a dot

Six G-packs in two days like I never held the rocks

And I've got way too much pride, so I'll never tell the cops

40 racks for my Presi' and I never tell the clock

That's just something I told my self, I'll get back when my cell was locked

There was once upon a time when I weren't pissing in a pot

And niggas never offered help, but now they ask for it a lot

But separately, my windbreaker cost a twos of crack

Can't call yourself a shooter without shooting people, explain what you're shooting at

Buddha B in my whip, there's no way he could cap and talk like that

Gave him couple in his fire, I'm probably the reason why he walk like that

Used to live with a cap, I don't think you know what shottin' is

This the only thing I think about, I don't think you know what plottin' is

I was listening to Dice before I knew what was a hollow-tip

She said, "Spitting makes a mess, my preference is to swallow"

All these traps of mine, no pussy, I ain't borrowing

Can't remember the last time I borrowed it, olive or the chocolate

My dick in her oesophagus, she's stressing 'bout my following

But the majority of girls that I tap, I don't follow them

And after I turn on G-O-D, I don't holler them

My whip foreign, plus my drip foreign with a foreign skeng

Can't stop for no blue lights, two sticks, that's a solid ten

Snow grips and presses up closure, probably go in bed

Allegedly, possessing a firearm with intent

Now I'm known to feds, barely sold weed, I'm well-known for pebs

Pebbling downer zed, I probably gave that flip to Mom

If I sell a song, I'm spending all of that on strictly guns

One nil down by midday, but we scored back by half-eight

TBH, I'm half-late, can't let nobody chat us like we're nerds

Not on our estate, been through several heartbreaks

Like the day I got a call my niggas dead, that was a dark day

It's sad when your close, then you part ways

I used to think that life was a game like in an arcade

I'm not in competition with any of my niggas

But when it comes to beef, your two pence ain't pencin'

And if you've never done a drilling, yo

When it rains, it pours

If you ain't got heart for this gang shit, you should stay indoors

Have nitties lining up, my neighbors know who just they waiting for

Kiko said, "Don't hit them where you live, you'll catch a case for sure"

That's probably the first time I took advice without going back and forth

When it rains, it pours, I fling it in a jaw

Before I hit it raw, I got a prison call

My lil' body snatcher said, "Take out the Lambo' with a trill exhaust"

They know it's a lie

Fuckin' being loyal to who?

Be loyal to yourself, your brothers that have kept it one hundred

That have told you to stay rapping

You know the ones that like do that ting

Man have to did a mad ting before you to save that whole situation

Man will do it, those are real people, other than that

Them niggas tell you to rap and say you're just a rapper and that

Those are the ones you've gotta get away from, bruv

Them niggas are snakes