The Rain (In My Feelings 2016)

[Intro] In my feelings [Verse 1] Dirty system tried to hit me with the needle, man Always losing my people, man, deceitful, man Take your boys back to beefing man And just when you tried to leave the game Close friends in the grave, I’ve seen the stinking rain Sticking needles in my body, diabetes, man The struggle of a young hustler, I could teach it, man Cancer in and out my body, I can breathe again I seen chains so tight on my wrist, they bled on me Brought OG in my circle for him to tell on me (damn, Po) They say my best friend murder bought the feds on me ‘Cause he was getting them for the low, now he dead, homie Rest in peace lil ivy The rain, man [Hook] And the rain comes down so hard In my life Why god, the rain comes down so hard [Verse 2] Tried to leave the state, stay away from drama Still on parole, fake cases from your baby momma Lost Trell mama, that was my right hand Lost my aunty Keisha, I need a momma [?] Praying, why my family, we in the rain again Doodie ain’t finish his 10, G Money back again Maybe it’s ‘cause our sins, but we was raised to win Bronson won’t do that whole 10, I been getting it in Been crossed by niggas, that hurt my heart like kidney stones I got some henchmen gone (rest in peace, Ghost), half my kidney gone (You ain’t know, nigga?) (You ain’t know, nigga?) [Hook] And the rain comes down so hard Oh my god Why my rain comes down so hard (all the time in my life) My god You know my rain comes down so hard [Verse 3] The rain come hard as a motherfucker, don’t it? He saved our life, God a motherfucker, huh Donkey? Deedee sister Buckey, she called me lil brother Six-year-old shot by cops, ripped him up with cutters This my state and guess what, he wasn't my skin color (he was white) Looked like going to that place fucked up my friend’s hustle (she was right) Seeing envy hit my clique, I had to sit and suffer And still be threatened to go to court by my kid’s mother (you hoes tripping) This the real struggle, on death row, I slept in water puddles Heat so bad, it would scorch a brother Front page of the news page, Angola, where the thugs go King of all this rap shit, but I can’t get no cover though But that won’t stop my hustle though [Outro] In my feelings, nigga We in the yo live nigga You hear the jewelries, you hear the chains on me But it’s the real live motherfucking session, you in here with me right now Shit, fresh off the bed, nigga, fresh out the hospital I dont stop nigga