Rain(feat. Pusha T) - Pusha T

I'm only in the company of kings
I made a power move and it's everything it seems
Before Ye signed me, I was getting out my dreams
Standing on the shoulders of 20 thousand fiends
Every time a ni**a wanna try and turn a profit
Folks rush in, three letters try and stop it
F-B-I-R-S-D-E-A
One letter short but still muthaf**k the DA
We play by the rules as they try to crack the code
Combination locks to the kilo's that I hold
Leopard print Louboutins prowling the concrete
Rollerballs come alive just like Jumanji
You know where to find me, Greenhouse a circle of top whores
Mandarin, Gansevoort, any of them top floors
35 large, took it right out the top drawer
Still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw
It's like raid, spraying on you roaches
The AK is an animal, it is ferocious
A ni**a wanna sing, hope he is the dopest
Watch that ni**a disappear; hocus pocus
Ring, ring a ni**a won't sing
Ring, ring, I keep that b**ch clean
Ring, ring a ni**a won't sing
'less he is an insomniac he'll die in a dream
You can tell I went to school on a small yellow bus
Never bothered me, strong arm robbery
I went from powdered Jelly donuts to taking them Os
From my high school sweetheart to f**king more hoes
Look I'm all grown up and I dun blown up
Ni**a ain't much changed, in fact, things are the same
I'm the definition of shooter, gun of choice the Ruger
You'll take my word for it or make me do it to ya
I'm a magnet to murder, when I'm in the mood
Get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes
I'm bad news, you niggas know the verdict, I'm filthy
Drop Phantom is milky, white on white
24 inch blades, I'm skatin', red eyes
Smoking that bomb sh*t, I'm Satan
Ni**a, surprise, 50 back on fire
50 back running round this b**ch strapped, hitman for hire