Rain (feat. Vince Staples)

Take your time, when talkin' to a nigga I don't waste none
 Knock you off your feet and then I flee before the jakes come
 Sick of hearin' cases from these niggas who ain't face none
 But I'ma be the nigga that they feelin' when the day come
 Thirsty for the pay, young niggas led astray
 Stray bullet hit my brother in his mothafuckin' face
 What's fate when a person don't deserve what he get?
 Shootin' reckless at the father almost murdered the kid
 Or is it karma for the shit that both the parents had did?
 Ain't embarrassed where I'm livin', we get merit for kills
 From a family of niggas that was veteran skilled
 Voted heartless cause my momma made me part of the guild
 Deals made, sellin' thrills paid the bills at the crib
 Drag him down by the river, he'll be missin' for years
 And them funerals was usual, ain't sheddin' no tears
 Knew the fallen had it better off than most of us did
 Cause shit, Heaven knows, Heaven's gates prolly closed
 And these hoes in a race for the gold
 We was raised on that fork in the road
 No food on our plate, just the meals that we stole
 I spit that prayer hand emoji, that shit that injured Kobe
 The holiest of holy, Nick Nolte in some Oakley's
 That's a flex though, cover up the issues that I kept close
 Sober I can't deal I'm in the corner with my head low
 Runnin' from my shadow, never ending chase
 Ease the pain and the battle that's within me
 Sniff the same shit that got Whitney, the high heel depression
 My temple feel the metal comin' out the Smith & Wesson, bang
 Say a prayer, leave my brains on the tile floor
 My bitch hate me, always tell me I should smile more
 Off them drugs that hit you in your spinal cord
 This the shit I need to keep the climate warm
 Wish I could get high, space migration
 Pretend I can just fly to great vibrations
 The magazines need a quote
 Now I'm gone, sorry I don't even know
 And this pain, and this pain, and this pain, and this pain
 Mixed up with this rain, this rain, this rain, this rain