This is a song about "Rain money"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Stop makin' in rain with green, we need real rain in cali

Throwing money up and making it rain/

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

This surface of our friendship is now disappeared with the rain

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

Yeah we drinking and driving in the rain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

Lyricism back in the game when i brainstorm i bring literal rain

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Rain, rain, impossible to stay sane,

But now invisible cells around your brain

I wish i’ll never see you again

Theres no sun though its always gonna rain