This is a song about "Make it rain money off these hits"

They say nothings ever free

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I could make it rain with the cash i deal

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Watch it splatter pitter patter make that blood rain

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I make it rain on niggas call me a weatherman

But my character never could be like them, man

And make it rain bad before you're main sad rap

We never tattle, let god handle that

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,

I'm killin' off bitches, the shit that i'm spittin's so vicious it hits like a head-on collision

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

I want to make money off pure skill and talent,