7 on the clock all i know is money and god heart beat made my head nod stirring up the pot hate form a love that I got hate all my love for the block started at the bottom and we still ain’t on top throwing some rocks that I got rain add a slosh to my socks ain’t in a box we outside with the thoughts its just a feeling I can’t stop real hip hop what it bop? I’m hitting joogs to survive you don’t know my life I shine just to make up for the night we limited on time I’m trying to do it right these lyrics that I write are peeks into spirit that’s inside spirits that’s in sight feel a vibe
smelling flowers on the side living on the ride Ima ride real cowboys of the west you don’t know god i am blessed hot outside I invest in ways to keep my cool when they test I know I’m knowing less none the less 
we always do our best through the struggle and the stress outside with the sounds of the city yup hard hustle on my grind get a milly up . . . .
get a million

you don’t know shit 2 0 you know 6 what I represent Rain be the president of these streets we pivoting I feel like Gary Payton Shawn Kemp and them I grew up aurora so I’m pimpin em just playin I ain’t but just know I grew up with them and the gangs handling things you don’t know pressure losing my homies yo you don’t know depression life can teach a lesson might just be the best one
death may have the answer to our questions for now I duck duck go or use a google counting all my blessings living fruitful to all my people let me know what I could do for you for tune to the tune of a fortune 
for to provide my fam with more love I still do, but sort of not quite still golden when I rock mics at night still got toys and a hot plate and my girl a hot date she know I aint patient, I cannot wait I lift it presently gifted sands of time sifting through my fingers I had gripped with found out the body liquid like the ocean or the drip drip Ronnie Rain infinite omnipotent 
you getting it? outside with the sounds of the city yup hard hustle on my grind get a milly up . . . .
get a million



southside $


I been out here with a body 
down when it’s time for the party north know I’m naughty I be outside getting money on southside getting money try nothin funny
in white shoes gettin’ muddy I don’t really care somebody think that they’re somebody 
oh you wanna be some body then you gon need some money 
run it up nike shoes we one but i might lose high tide feeling my boo I ride like its high noon outside with a typhoon high vibe ima slide though feel a boost under my shoes bass drop like the mic do after done doing what I do open one eye through meditation and what I chew what you eat do become you
focus on dreams to become true this real spit for the young chill got 2 too and I’m young still daddy locked in, its a done deal my legs stay strong going uphill don’t need a pill but I pop one though just some supplements, lots of those health is wealth ya they got to know they don’t show love but I’m poppin tho
just wait for them to connect the dots, 
it’ll all fall down like dominos
it’ll all fall down like rain off of the top of the brain unlocking all locks and the chains they talk but its not quite the same this far from free game off in the drop in the lane pop out the frying pan, into the flame enter the dragon, or 36 chambers I had a dream that I was a gangster died of a gunshot wound due to anger
woke up that morning, I’m feeling more grateful still in a world 
living so hateful is what you make of time you that you spend, 
and money you make up digital currency, ain’t even paper all in the mind, is this what we made it?
live in the matrix land on the snare move when the bass kicks 
I been out here with a body 
down when it’s time for the party north know I’m naughty I be outside getting money on southside getting money try nothin funny
in white shoes gettin’ muddy I don’t really care somebody think that they’re somebody 
oh you wanna be some body then you gon need some money 

run it up 
 grew up my foot on the track 
shit get hot, put the hood on my back strapped w a juug in my bag shit that I should’ve had to deal with but did it and couldn’t be mad how else to eat hittin’ licks, or feeling the lack could never be that i’m keeping my energy fat got what my enemy lack they gon remember me, they gon remember me facts put it on wax this some light like flash rain might wave like splash try and save my cash but shit spend so fast my expensive ass dust still turn to ash once the sunset pass
catch that touchdown pass
touchdown I been out here with a body 
down when it’s time for the party north know I’m naughty I be outside getting money on southside getting money try nothin funny
in white shoes gettin’ muddy I don’t really care somebody think that they’re somebody 
oh you wanna be some body then you gon need some money run it up