vocals by synful & jaanay
produced by synful

i've been runnin' outta time to tell ya how i love you
i just wanna give you my brain, free of judgement
pop that pill for the pain, and i was just sippin' tussin'
dro got me goin' insane, yea we need to have a discussion
she married to the game she don't got no husband
shiii, make a play every damn day cuz i'm hustlin'
get out the way, yea get out the way, brodie clutchin'
don't rain on my parade, not today yea fuck 'em
i'm in outer space and i'm wit' jaanay, yea so?
i don't even wanna show you what i got on my plate, this shit over
we'd been thru the same shit yesterday, what had i told you?
i'm bout to black out, and my lungs been blacked out because i'm a smoker
man this shit done been went south, i don't know what he talmbout guess this shit all over
i got brodie in a penthouse, he ain't never ever lived this wild but we was never ever sober
i don't know what this shit about, man these buddies just cliquing 'round always tryna make it covert
i've been tryna make it over
mixin' the pot, mix the pot with the soda

[jaanay verse]

synful & jaanay “rain on my parade”

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