It's pouring pouring pouring on my head
Been through the mud in my Margiela's, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Momma laying in the hospital saying she showing symptoms of a stroke
Little brother stealing out the stash
Spot, then immediately addicted to the dope
Got Don locked in with me everyday, the music shit I only hope
Rapping shit I never wrote, this music shit is all I know
Pain burried in my soul, not a good son or a father
Two kids, son and a daughter, barely see them barely call them
Both my baby mommas arguing, but I ain't got too many options
Nigga barely graduated high school and I ain't never think of college
But I knew that I'd be balling, I'm just protecting they future
I do confessional music, hoping one day they get older
They listen and know what they daddy was doing
Hoping one day fore its over, I can barely say all this pain I edured
It was worth if we no longer hurting [?] plaques and awards
Everyday thanking the Lord,
For blessing me when it was hard and protecting me when it was dark
So much pain I tatted all my scars,
Ain't no love like I ain't got a heart
For my girl I barely give my heart,
And she thinking it's another broad
They say when it rains it pours, and its pouring
But I got holes in my umbrella, been through the mud in my Margiela's
At first it was love but now they jealous, yeah
I gave all I have so I ain't selfish,
Stay on my last dollar stressing, yeah
They say when it rains it pours, and its pouring
But I got holes in my umbrella, been through the mud in my Margiela's
At first it was love but now they jealous, yeah
I gave all I have so I ain't selfish,
Stay on my last dollar stressing, yeah
Can't believe my brother got shot, oh my god
All I thought about was don't look in his momma's eyes when she crying
Like this shit can't happen to her one more time
Cause if this shit happen to us one more, it's gonna be a suicide
Cause I'm missing so many shots to
A nigga, it's gonna be like do or die
It's either you or I, yeah yeah
You don't know all that I've been
Through, see the pain in my face like a dimple
I ain't cool with them niggas who been
Cool, I ain't bool with them niggas who been bool
Came from the bottom, made it to the top
I got some stains on my red
Bottoms, all my partners know Derez got them
I told you, I got you, I got you, yeah
Salute to Shooter, Dave,
And Big Mike, you know know I'mma keep me a draco
They done freed Draco, play with me he spray shit out like he Mako
Vice versa so don't play ho, no face no case ho
It's going down like the bass low,
The streets crowned me King ClayCo, yeah yeah yeah
They say when it rains it pours, and its pouring
But I got holes in my umbrella, been through the mud in my Margiela's
At first it was love but now they jealous, yeah
I gave all I have so I ain't selfish,
Stay on my last dollar stressing, yeah
They say when it rains it pours, and its pouring
But I got holes in my umbrella, been through the mud in my Margiela's
At first it was love but now they jealous, yeah
I gave all I have so I ain't selfish,
Stay on my last dollar stressing, yeah
It's pouring pouring pouring on my head
Been through the mud in my Margiela's, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
It's pouring pouring pouring on my head
Been through the mud in my Margiela's, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah