This is a song about "Haters and making it rain"

I got the power, and it's gonna gain , gonna make it rain to the top ain't gonna let it

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

And of course on my parade it should fucking rain

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

From working through rain and pain

Trying to renovate the game

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Any given weather,every time i spit,i make it rain