Rain On Me

Rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
(Cecile)
Rain on me

Ay, get in my feelings, get to thinking, all I got is me
If I need someone to vent to, shit, all I got is B
That's my brother, shit, we share the same pain, nigga
If you call me, then I'm coming, that's on gang
When you the boss, shit, everybody put the blame on you
Paid the bitch rent up for the month, that was some change to me
Just don't change on me
And if you really love a nigga, then bitch, sing to me
Bitch, sing to me

Throw my lawyer 30G's just in case the feds on me
I feel like Kevin Gates, 'cause in my household, I'm the breadwinner
Back-to-back trauma mixed with drugs, got my head spinning
I lead they ass to the water, taught 'em how to fish, and I fed niggas
If I confide in you, don't repeat the shit I said to you
Have you ever been locked, tryna sleep while your bunkie shitting?
Have you ever hit plays with your kids ain't have a babysitter?
Every tab I ever had in these streets, I paid it, nigga

If I put money on his head, you better soak his ass in (rain)
Tears running down my eyes, I feel like I'm standing In (let it rain)
I showed love and I ain't get shit from it, but some pain (let it rain, let it rain, let it rain)
When you in these streets, keep an umbrella 'case it
Get in my feelings, it's like liquor how it turn me up (rain)
That money shit like Band-Aids, I use racks to cover up the (rain)
Pain (let it rain, let it rain, let it rain)
Cover up the pain

Yeah, I'm living with regrets, I'm still gon' chase the check
Up a pole on a pussy nigga and give him two for flinching
If I die right now, my kids and bitch will say, "My daddy stood on business"
I stay out the way, but still some reason I feel out of place
If I ain't in the trenches, free the guys, I done lost some real niggas to the system
Niggas ain't got a thousand dollars to they name
But they got a thousand likes up under pictures
I embrace hard times, 'cause it's show your ass who really with you, for real

Shed a couple tears, I blow racks inside Neiman Marcus
I don't shop at Sears, shit, I'm different from my peers
These niggas pump fake, I tell it how it is, shit
That's what make me different, when my apartment caught on fire
I had 20 racks on my bed, fuck that, nigga I'm running in
'Cause that was all I had, nigga, I literally lost everything except the stash
Shit

Had a few niggas that I loved, switch sides on me (rain)
I could've quit a thousand times, I'm never throwing the towel in (rain)
I got tired of fucking money up, so now I'm buying land (let it rain, let it rain, let it rain)
I kept going broke shit, I couldn't ask for nothing, nigga, that was the pride in me (rain)
I'm a man, I'ma stand alone inside of the (rain)
You make me mad, I'm grabbin' chop and I'ma slide through and (let it rain, let it rain, let it rain)
I'ma let it rain

All I felt was some (pain)
You can ask my daughter, she gon' tell you I'm the (king)
"My daddy is a king"
You can ask my son, he gon' say the same thing to you about me, I'ma
Forever stand on business



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Harris Jr
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