Different Type of Rain

[Intro: Different & Rayne]
Bro, do you remember the last time we did this shit, bro?
Like niggas did not, they were not fucking ready for this shit bro, at all
'If you ain't ready for fucking―nah'
Bro, bro like they weren't ready for Red rum, they're definitely not gonna be ready for this shit bro
'Nah, nah'
Definitely not gonna be ready for this shit, this shit is crazy my nigga
GEESH

[Verse 1: Different]
In the studio, that’s my main vision nigga
No prescriptions nigga
I don’t need an image, I still get the picture
You making shapes and I’m making figures
I figured out if you plan it out just like a solar system, you’ll be fine like the print in scriptures
Like the point in pencils
I’m dangerous just like I’m pointing pencils
I’m outta patience like a doctor with no appointments, that’s a disappointment
It’s disappointing when 2 points do not make sense when you adjoin ‘em
That needs to change like some lost quarters
Ain’t a honor to judge so excuse your courters
Fuck your jurors and jewelry
You fuck with me I’ll turn you to a movie scene
I’ll kill you in cold blood like a murder in 2 degrees

[Break]
Did you hear what I just said?
This nigga crazy!

[Verse 2: Different]
I hate all these niggas, I’ll lean em' like Matrix
Have these niggas crying just like they some babies
I clear out these niggas, now the place is vacant
I’m occupied killing niggas on a daily
King of this shit, I’m cleaning all these faces
'Cause these niggas jokers, I’ll deck them in cases
I’ll duck all them cases then flex like Kurt Angle
Fuck on her, make her do flexible angles
Have this bitch’s legs gettin’ all tangled
Just like the princess that Disney has made up
All of my verses are so fucking holy you’d think they came from God's churches filled with angels

[Hook: Different]
I don't do no hooks, I'm not a pirate, yeah
Let me take that back, just like I am rewinding
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't do no hooks, I'm not a pirate, yeah
Let me take that back, just like I am rewinding
This is an oxymoron, man this is so ironic
If you do not shut up, you gon' have to be quiet
Aye, aye

[Verse 3: Rayne]
Rayne will be present whenever
Look at the forecast, I'm changing the weather
The difference between you and us; Nigga we're doin' better
You get an E for the effort
Body a clock, her hands on my 6
Funny she talk, cause Rayne makes her tick
Sleep on a school bus
Like kids in the back of class stuffing cones and I ain't tryna pass
Yeah girl you cute, but I can't with the sass
You callin' her boo but that shit will not last
0nline a lawn man, I clear up the grass
Call me an outlet
Plugs need to see me to pass
Nigga you last, I'm coming first
Gone off the xans and the percs
Run it up I need the purse
I need the money
Nigga don't look at me funny
Swinging off trees like a monkey, yeah
Wrap 'em in sheets like a mummy (What?)
Rayne ain't devoting no time for a hoe, he too busy just touring the country
I'm living in luxury, crown me a king
The land that I rule, this is the anthem they'll sing
You're lagging behind, get better ping
Different type of rain, I'm callin' it hail
Designer came in, it just shipped from the grail
Just like the trees that I got in the mail
Gather my clients, I'm having a sale
Pushing the cookies and kale
The product is fresh, it'll never come stale
Try to compete and you niggas will fail
You cannot see me, you reading in Braille
So calculated, I won't go to jail
Never in hell

[Outro: Rayne]
Never in hail
What?
I don't know, when I said hail it sounded like it―