Small Sackn In The Rain

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Lyrics from Snippet [Intro] Yeah My boy Wade, my boy [?] they both gone Man, he got this song, it go like this (Aye) Do you really know what pain is? (Pain is) (Pussy lil boy) Jealousy kill you faster than a bullet [Verse 1] I seen my dog steal my sack and help me look for it I'm small sackn' and walkin' in the rain They tryna tweak on me 'bout Percocet's [?] Sharin' meals, [?], sleep on the floor together like dealers I front the plugs where my boy got front doored, and he got raided He came up and put some hands on me, he was jaded I got socked up, I told the sockee what happеned, he said it's straight Real shoota, rеal killas, real murderer, you can't relate Shit was by the North East, gave my girl a blunt as payment I don't even wanna go to my hood 'cause traumatized by the hatred Real love be more fake than the fake shit [?] literally slide, yeah, a base hit My brother smokin' percs, he turn to a basehead I can't face it I can't take it Jealousy in yo heart and I can taste it My granny told me "have Alzheimer's about it and erase it Out your mind Stay about your grind Twenty four hours in a day, got the same amount of time" I used to sell Dante Cunningham lil 10 sacks at the [?] [?] pair of shoes, he got [?] like opera This is just some simple mathematics, it ain't algebra White supremacists, they tryna turn my city into Al-Qaeda I'm in my home town feelin' like an outsider I used to be outside, now I'm just a couch lifer [Chorus] Outside with it Catch a vibe with it I got five bitches, yeah You gon' ride with me Crashin' out like airbags I used to small sack in the rain [Verse 2] Trippin' 'bout some Percocet Stole my fuckin' sack from me and then he help me look for it I was eighteen, didn't fuckin' know I was good for it Me and my [?] from Texas sit around and tell some hood stories Yeah, laughin' through the pain I don't like drivin' in LA, 'cause the traffic's too insane [Outro] So I'm walkin' in the rain (Walkin' in the rain) Do you wanna what pain is? Do you really know what pain is? [?] rain on me Yeah, you got [?] Try to stay [?]
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- Bobby Raps