Mali Smith & Matthew Ali - Money Rain lyrics

[Produced by: Matthew Ali] [Verse 1: Mali Smith] Damn, I heard a lot about you And there was things being said but girl you know I got you They never understood you They always overlooked you I stuck by you cause I know this sh** is beneficial I mean I get it cause I see a little me in you Funny how we f**ing and I want a little me in you Deep thoughts on my mind 24 Wonder how my life would be when i'm 24 Wonder if it's you Is it true? All the sh** you hearing coming out the blue But you knew What it was though Never been a dog 'til i'm off the dirty mud 4 Why we had to love for? You know sh** is deeper than the way we used to f** though Girl I miss the f**ing Hate who i'm becoming Swear this sh** disgusting Everything is numbing I can't trust a n***a, you the one I put my trust in But the lying and the judging gotta stop I can't trust a OP Maybe you should see it from my shoes, switch spots Maybe we should swap I'm just tryna' show you i'm the one that you could cry on Stuck on your a** and you snuggled up with Tyron Why he had to lie on me? Need it then I got it, you rely on me End the conversation your reply on read Damn, your reply on read Look, I understand what you saying sh** you ought a do it Best friends turned to enemies pulled a audible and You say the word I still turn around and I buss this u'ie He too soft and I know you missing the bedroom bully You never really had realized it from my side But it's okay cause I'll let it out on this joyride Ironically i'm drinking bottles for bottled emotions Before you I had no problem with being so open But you a deadly weapon, cause you causing destruction And secrets getting out of hands that was supposed to be trusted And now I gotta watch my back and who I be around Not everybody could kick it, this ain't a ultrasound Take a stroll and scroll on the strip with me Because sh** iffy, situation is sticky And keep it 150 or keep it 50 thou' And pick the phone up, i'm in your city now Mali Smith X4 [Verse 2: Matthew Ali] n***as hating on me but they broke though Never had no love for a broke hoe Her old n***a going half for the dime now, if he want it he could get this free smoke though 20 on the dash this a new edition And shawty wanna f** to some New Edition And she love a n***a dance moves I'm moon walking in that p**y like i'm Micheal Jackson Trust me for this money sh** get ugly She s** me and then she f** me cause she love me My mood now is f** you pay me I want the gravy n***as hate on the daily that sh** don't phase me 11/29, Happy Birthday Mommy I'm sorry I was broke up on your birthday mommy This year I promise no more f**ing gift cards I'm tryna' get them checks i'll give you birthday money Yea, back when all my n***as didn't see the vision Cause I was doing beats that only I was feeling Shawty held me down on them cloudy days Now i'm on my Honolulu island feeling And f** them n***as in my city that was hating on me And f** them b**hes in my past that was playing on me Nowadays I don't talk unless you paying for me And if it ain't 'bout money don't know what you saying to me Best be careful what you saying Cause you know my n***as down to f**ing spray it for me And ??? That's all I got