Текст песни Rain - Saint

Gotta lot on my plate
Gotta lot on my plate yeah
I won't be late
I won't be late yeah yeah
The pressure cooker's rising
To another level
A brand new bezel
The tea pot kettle kettle
Is whistling
Is whistling
Whistling
I'm glistening
I'm glistening
Glistening
It's time to shine
I said this bout a thousand times
I'll make you mine
It's bigger than all the rhymes

The boy is a dream chaser
My nigga I'll see you later
I'm bout to split
Split like bananas
I heat it up
Up like Havana

Let it rain
Let it rain
It'll be okay
It'll be okay
Let it rain
Let it rain
It'll be okay
It'll be okay
Yeah

Gotta lot at stake
Gotta lot at stake
Yeah
My mission to be grown has met it's match yeah
She got me in the bed
Putting hair on my chest
I feel blessed
Feel blessed
Feel blessed
No stress
No stress
No stress
My mind is made up
There ain't no buts
I just want to take you down posted in the cut

The boy is a dream chaser
My nigga I'll see you later
I'm bout to split
Split like bananas
I heat it up
Up like Havana

Let it rain
Let it rain
It'll be okay
It'll be okay
Let it rain
Let it rain
It'll be okay
It'll be okay
Yeah

It be pouring heavier than her body on the dance floor
I implore
For all of you damn niggas to get a damn job
If you want to support her habit of high fashion
And sexing all the wrong niggas
I figure I got to stop using that word at some point in time
In due time
I'll get this money faster than the money counter can count it
Think about it for a second
She waiting on me beckoning call
Only cuz a brother support her habitual nature
And nurture all of her possessive proclamations
Satiate her sensations
Mate with her maturation
Holy matrimony
Oh no She phony
I bony
The boner
Than hit the pedal to the gas
I'm real fast when I dodge the bullet
You know I've been through it
My crew is new to it
So I give em that forewarning
Her sex is good her head boring

Let it rain
Let it rain
It'll be okay
It'll be okay
Let it rain
Let it rain
It'll be okay
It'll be okay
Yeah