You left me hanging dry
Weather permitting
I bring you rainy vibes
Airy sighs
Exhales of heaven
Hide in my lady eyes
I applied
You accept
No I reply
Loose my number
To yo seconds
I ain't got the time
For back and forth with ya
Stepdaddys runnin back to court with ya
But I aint make it to the NBA
So I don't get paid to play no games
For these verses
They gone write the check
Most of you rappers
I do not respect
'Twas a cold winter.
When I sold my soul to this soul bidder
Wasn't no glitter in my dirty heart
For gold diggers
Rolled with him.
I ditched like everything I owned with em
With no exchange
Or no future promise to blow with em
Took them steps
Feet was wet
No regrets
Trimmer
Followed him
To the depths
Of the depth swimmer
In the storms
Where He slept
I can rest with him
I confess
With a Flesh
Heart up in my chest in him
Trials I ain't woke yet
Me and God ain't spoke yet
Knee high in my sins
Swear my whole body be soaked wet
I can't even focus
Going through these motions
I don't see you throwing me no blessings
I'm wide open
All I see is rain
Rainy Vibez
Lazy Eyes
Maybe I
Painting my
Pain and my
Hurt and then
Blaming it on reigning God
Just when I wanna just give up
He beckons and calls me nigh
Something about when He speaks
It erases away my doubt
I was hung dry
Some fans are inconsiderate
Some blind
The fan that claims to love you
Is the fan you'll get shunned by
When they disagree
And expectations are dumb high
No more rappin to please em
I'm done tryin
These people
Trashed the last triple D CD
But it was
Therapeutic for me to freely grieve
But those that couldn't relate
Aint wanna see me free
They said make music to minister to me, me, me
And if the name of Christ
Doesn't constantly repeat
Then you're as worldly as them rappers that's on BET
But from now on that's the type of fan that we delete
Or block
I'ma tell em all just to leave me be
Because
You aint the standard
I dont do what yall say
You just want an album
Full of hallelujah all days
But homie ima do it God's way
And He told me tell the people
How I got you through the Hallway
Yes
Trials I ain't woke yet
Me and God ain't spoke yet
Knee high in my sins
Swear my whole body be soaked wet
I can't even focus
Going through these motions
I don't see you throwing me no blessings
I'm wide open
All I see is rain
Rainy Vibez
Lazy Eyes
Maybe I
Painting my
Pain and my
Hurt and then
Blaming it on reigning God
Just when I wanna just give up
He beckons and calls me nigh
Something about when He speaks
It erases away my doubt
No matter the brain
Professionally trained
Uh
No weatherman can
Forecast all the rain
Uh
My carpenter friend
With nails in his hand
Uh
Creator of life
Puts science to shame
Uh
A pennys bigger than mustard seed
I heard that's all you need
The currency of the king
When I couldn't find it in me
I'll be honest I ain't the kind to believe
I don't even trust most of the words that be spoken to me
I was on the shore and outrunning the breeze
Claiming lead
Blind to fact He stretched out the sky
And then He unrolled the sea
Waves came crashing down on my logic
Like it was Red Sea
Washed away my doubt and killed my opinion
In Dead Sea
That's a lot of water and rain
I used to call being man
But now I call being chained
I had a Anchor tied to shackles I was walking in
Devil was my stalker then
Now I'm NT... I see the rain to help me start again
Trials I ain't woke yet
Me and God ain't spoke yet
Knee high in my sins
Swear my whole body be soaked wet
I can't even focus
Going through these motions
I don't see you throwing me no blessings
I'm wide open
All I see is rain
Rainy Vibez
Lazy Eyes
Maybe I
Painting my
Pain and my
Hurt and then
Blaming it on reigning God
Just when I wanna just give up
He beckons and calls me nigh
Something about when He speaks
It erases away my doubt