$ean Wire
$ean Wire
$ean Wire
$ean Wire
$ean Wire
$ean Wire & Najee Janey
$ean Wire & MilkShaw Benedict
$ean Wire & Najee Janey
$ean Wire
$ean Wire & MilkShaw Benedict & Najee Janey
$ean Wire & Alex Fatato
[Intro: Tropicana Bwoy]
Tell me I’m not supposed to stay
Come look at me
I’ll see right through your words, babe
Remove the waves
Now how am I supposed to stay?
[Interlude 1]
In circles you make me wait
You make me wait
I know you got some things to do
Wake my days I stay up late
Girl, I’m alright
I move people and push the waves
[Verse 1]
Tropi told the boy to do a 15
I said Imma give him that real shit, so peal this
Got me like 52 in deck all up on my notes
Now it’s like, why the hell I stress?
Cats on Twitter quote me cause the vibe’s done bubbled up
Still I sit back, toke and blow like where my problems go?
Uh
Look, keep to myself a lot and try boosting one’s confidence
They all calling me cocky now cause I’m earning my compliments
That’s why most of the time Wire be up on his keyboard
Surfing the web like a sea lord I got that wavy power up in my engine a sea horse
Honorable mention for, all the things I do
Where the fuck was you?
Saw me on Cloud and that youtube
Now you coming through
Advil now, you done stressed me out
Pop me one or two
Recently found out that I was being used
Can't even tell if that shit was false or true
It's all good, nothing but love
Imma just jam out to blues
Uh, uh, repeat the clues
[Interlude 2]
I just do me so well
I just do me so, well
I just do me so well, uh uh
[Verse 2]
Brrt
Tell me how you gon' walk in my shoes if you ain’t fitting in them?
Sweeter than that cina-minimum amount of people really fuck with you
Flip a dime or freaking quarter for your fucking chance
My people yelling Most High Kingdom chants
Cop a rainstick and do my dance around a fire (Ey)
(Tropicana Bwoy)
I wanna blow wanna stack to the ceiling
Them don't deny how we flex when we kill it
We flex and we kill it
Old school riddim wit my rain stick kick it so fly
Pour one in a cup put it up, Most High
Bad gyal on my left fucking wit a Most High
Yeah
Old school riddim wit my rain stick kick it so fly
Pour one in a cup put it up, Most High
Bad gyal on my left fucking wit a Most High
Yeah
[Interlude 3: Tropicana Bwoy]
Yeah, I told you how it was before
You came and show me what?
You came and show me what?
[Verse 3]
Them cigarette kisses make me feel good
The only reason I say that is ‘cause you push me away
Didn't realize that shit was true until I reached today
Still keep the dream alive won't let you distract me from hits I make
Had a dream one time about you
Woke up without you, I prayed
To get you off my mind
It wasn’t love, it was lust and I’m straight
I never let them feelings out
Just keep it boxed up in that crate
Lost thoughts through the mistakes
Scarred stars due to my faith
Lost cause soon to be great
I’m like that Spike Lee thinking late
Uh, I’m like that Spike Lee thinking late
Wish we was on some cool terms but your mood turned to snake
Told my niggas ‘bout you, sister ‘bout you
Now it’s time to fade
Away, alone, phantom shit right to my home
Away, alone, phantom shit right to my home
Away, alone, phantom shit right to my home
Phantom shit right to my home
[Verse 4]
Uh, uh
Feel like I’m living a dream
Even though I didn’t make it yet I feel it in me
Shit we feel it in us, push the shit to thrust
My brother Squeak told me go get it, it’s mine there’s no rush
Sometimes I think, will I ever get my time to show up?
Will my line just blow up?
Will nickels and dimes turn to 50s and 100s and look like so-whats?
Will I reach 25 and just vibe to everything we made?
We are all bound to be great
It’s just a matter of time we realize how much we are saved
That’s the
That’s the real shit, I guess so
Real shit, uh, I guess so
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Got one more for y’all, I just
Uh, look
[Hook 1]
I just see you and your pitch black devilish eyes
Show me why you were living a lie
Tell me where you are going
Come close and let me heal you broken body
Caressing you slower
Caressing you slower
I just see you and your pitch black devilish eyes
Show me why you were living a lie
Tell me where you are going
Come close and let me heal you broken body
Caressing you slower
Caressing you slower
[Verse 5]
Pedal without hitting floors
Levels to it all and you know that’s mostly ‘cause I was yours
Nice with the poetry and you know it’s me
Imma keep yelling until you notice me
I’m floating till I’m coasting seas
That new fella walks on water supposed to bleed
You really think he’s Jesus or something?
You think that hood nigga you dropped me for gon’ feed you or something?
You think he’ll be successful give your life more meaning or something?
Nah, lo-lo-look hold up
You fucked yourself up, you’re way too damn doubtful
I can’t believe that you thought he’d be helpful
Belt wrapped around my neck flow
Most bitches ascend from hell though
Can’t cope with that bad energy
They tried too hard to drain my inner chi
Indigo type tendencies despite the fact I quit the weed
Started with a seed in the soil with nice melodies
Noticed that you plead and get spoiled
You're the death of me
Noticed that you plead and get spoiled
You're the death of me
You're the death of me
You're the death of me
[Verse 6]
Years of concentration, leveled out progression
Everyone I hated, they all learned their lessons
I took the slow steps when all the lames had rushed it
Now my dogs are mushing, eating spinach, mushrooms
Add it with some reggae then you get the mayday
For days and days and days
Now it’s all fair to say that I get shit done
It’s outta my system
Use ‘em as victims, I’m talented with tongue
I use it with kittens, I’m shitting you licking it up
That’s my vision, was buried and Zay dug me up
So uplifting
Told ‘em my come-up is real you ain’t listen
Please don’t try hitting my phone, I’m dismissive
Fuck you and everything you representing
It’s better if you stay back just keep your distance
It’s better if you stay back just keep your distance
[Hook 2]
I gave love but you don’t want it
I gave up and you came running, home
I don’t know what you are wanting, uh
Love but you don’t want it
I gave up and you came running, home
I don’t know what you are wanting, girl
Gave love but you don’t want it
I gave up and you came running, home
I don’t know what you are wanting, girl
Gave love but you don’t want it
I gave up and you came running, home
I don’t know what you are wanting
Rainstick was written by $ean Wire.
Rainstick was produced by Tropicana Bwoy.