Wiz Khalifa - The Rain lyrics

[Intro] n***a like me smoke weed everyday n***a like me high all the time Shut the f** up man It's Taylor's! Ugh [Verse 1] One shot, one k**, what the deal? Learned this from my OG, sh** is real Made n***as, paid n***as, 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 sh** you call a dream is what I really call my life From my city, Harlem Nights, you n***as silly - this the 'burg Not Philly, shout them n***as though that wheelie on them bikes These n***as 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! [Hook] I can't stand fake n***as I can't stand fake n***as I can't stand fake n***as [Verse 2] 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 sh**! 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 n***as in their feelings like b**hes Mobbing through these trenches, always on a mission Rules to the game, starve the competition Khalifa Kush keep me high, to where I don't 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 [Outro] I can't stand fake n***as I can't stand fake n***as I can't stand fake n***as What? What? I can't stand fake n***as I can't stand fake n***as Fake a**, n***as, sh** 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 n***as in trouble Just warning you now