In The Rain (feat. Justin Cohen)

Mike Stud:

Can you tell me what I’m drinking?

Forgetting what I ordered

Ball ‘till we fall, Mr. Fourth Quarter

Sign off the tabs, looking like an author

Girl on each border, but I don’t want ‘em

Cause the girl to my right talks before she thinks

And the girl to my left only here for drinks

Before the night they didn’t know my damn name

I swear they're only here for the champagne

Cause it goes down smooth on another budget

But it’s cool, take it out on you when we fucking

I want this shit forever, but you never know, so you’ve gotta let me go

Living through my music, you can have what’s left of me

Thinking about my cake, and you ain’t in the recipe

Now this rap shit’s feeling like my destiny

Killing every track, my album named the Kennedy’s

Cause if you’re up and coming, you had to start down

Would they all stick around through the dark clouds?

I put my drink down, just for a second

Let me have your attention

I got a question

Justin Cohen:

If life came crashing down, and if I lost it all

No more time to crawl, would you catch me if I fall?

If the sun turned to rain, and I lost all the fame

But I’m still the same, would you love me in the rain?

Mike Stud:

Hopefully we never know

Surrounded by new faces and ready hoes

She says she ain’t a groupie; we already know

Same story, different day, girl let it go

She saw bottles poppin', bingo

Falling for these chicks is not an option, get dough

Fucking up the game and never stopping, nympho

When the album droppin', yall cop it, Winslow

Ha, now my old girl callin'

She saw me ballin', so she called bawling

Ha, it’s a cold world darling

Schedule tough, I stay rushin’, Stalin

Cause when you’re on top, people waiting for your fall

Putting numbers in my phone that I never call

I put my drink down, just for a second

Let me have your attention

I got a question, yeah