Forecast

[Chorus: Shots]
Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain
Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game
Move milli, ain't talkin' Wayne, never go against the grain
Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain
Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game
Need a milli just like Wayne, never go against the grain, uh

[Verse 1: 7xvethegenius]
Huh, I was raised by robbers and killers
Bitches be in these bird-ass niggas who go gorilla
Everything tryna kill us, every day hearin' murder
I don't know what they feel us
'Bout how messed her nerve was, my mother was still a hoe
But listening to Dilla, had a really good concealer
Since servin' up by the look of it, all my clothing was took in it
Never mattered 'cause ain't no readin' when talkin' bookin', nah
Know a whole bunch of crooks and shit
Can barely make a home, but I bet I can cook for it
Be gettin' rid of phones like eviction-ridden homes
I mean, this shit in my soul like I got it script in stone
Business mind, how you think I signed?
I can text you golden rhymes 'cause this shit has been designed
My nigga got the nine, I know sixes in the vine
[?] that held the line, I need M's, those are mine

[Chorus: Shots]
Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain
Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game
Move milli, ain't talkin' Wayne, never go against the grain
Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain
Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game
Need a milli just like Wayne, never go against the grain, uh

[Verse 2: Flee Lord]
(Okay, okay, okay, okay)
Rainy days make your bones hurt from all that chrome work
That's why the shots rain out, it'll make your home twerk
That's the yin and the yang, sippin' gin why you slang
We ain't friends, we ain't game, fuck yo' Benz and yo' Range
Take the good with the bad, in the hood with the mag
Catch you steamin' at the feast, nigga, kush mixed with crab
Never go against the grain, 'cept I know I make it rain
Rollin' chopper after chopper tryna blow away my pain
We ain't homies or the same, we ain't bros before the fame
Should've checked your side mirrors before you chose your fuckin' lane (Skrrrt)
Your production on slack, product dustin' off gats
Kick some homies out the whip, I was cuttin' off slack
Clout-chasin', goofy nigga, not about paper
About faces, used to love us, now them clowns hate us, uh
Drumwork diva, number one, first heaters
On the run, thirst-seekers comin' from the earth-bleeders, uh
Tappin' in with law [?] capturin' the raw nurse
If the rappin' fall apart, I'm trappin' till they all served
A gentleman, a goon, half of lemon on the spoon
Need a big (Lord, Lord) when I enter any room, wow

[Chorus: Shots]
Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain
Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game
Move milli, ain't talkin' Wayne, never go against the grain
Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain
Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game
Need a milli just like Wayne, never go against the grain, uh