The Rain

We used to play out in the rain
Then I started getting drenched and they’re like «Dex you changed»
Had a bit of hunger, I started getting paid
Never been a stunter, you could ask DeWayne
Wasn’t much of a stunner, I hardly used to get laid
One horrible summer, lost Freddie to the grave
When I heard I couldn’t let tears rolled down my face
Summer after they took Charmz, bad days
I can’t understand them others' pain
People look at me funny but I don’t care what they say
Mum got a little pay, regardless she made her way
Heart’s fully in the game, life’s got me stressed and partly insane
Like when I pass am I gonna see the same face?
Live in the same state? Will our bodies be the same?
But I’ve gotta give thanks to God, living in his grace
My life’s a mistake
Blacked out Giuseppes, niggas getting readies
La ilaha, loading up the semis
Turquoise turtleneck, the black Bond
My niggas run this shit like a marathon
Eighteen K all-gold Daytona
I might link this chick when the day’s over
Same forty-fifth or the same revolver
Counting up chips nigga playing poker
Playing in the rain, rose gold chain
Christian Louboutin, talking low suede
Call me O.J., I’ll beat the murder no way
Niggas want me dead, niggas so fake
I remember playing Knock Down Ginger in them hallways
And Kiss Chase, thinking how shit’s changed
I miss my brother Nutty, miss my brother Snap
If I had a wish I’d wish I could bring my niggas back