The Rain

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Griminal] Like, why does it always rain on me? People wanna bring pain on me Haters wanna put a strain on me If you hate on me, then shame on you And it's always the same on the streets Always get clocked but I still do eats Boy'll get wrapped for his goods and treats Broad daylight, no hoods or heat But I still roll with a shank in case Pop windows for the sake of a chase Move to the man with a black briefcase That's the way it is on the roads these days And I know what I do is wrong So I changed my hype on the roads into songs Hooks, gimmicks, flows, bars But why does it always rain on ours? [Chorus: Nasty Jack] The rain is coming down (is coming down) Why does it always fall on me? Is coming down (is coming down) Why, oh, why Is it coming down? (is coming down) It always falls on me Is coming down Why, oh, why? [Verse 2: Wretch 32] Look, I'm Wretch, yeah, I'm tryna prevail It's like they wanna see me do time in a cell Buss nines, push knives in as well I'm aiming sky-high but I'm riding in hell And when the rain comes, it hits hard like a train does Think hard with your brain, blud If you're living up Then you can get scarred for your chain, darg And if you give it up, yeah Then every time they see you, they're gonna wanna eat you They're after targets like Practice, and the fact is If you ain't got fire on sticks like matches Then you're relying on CIDs in Astras Take shit lying down 'cause you can't stand it Not me, I man shit [Bridge: Nasty Jack] Living down in the ghetto, down in the ghetto Where we struggle for Ps Down in the ghetto, down in the ghetto Yeah, we're living all amongst the thieves Now we're down in the ghetto Now we're down on the streets Now we're down on the ghetto, down on the ghetto Out for Ps [Verse 3: Nasty Jack] Yeah, yeah, they wanna bring the pain on me Black me up, leave a red stain on me I can't lose faith in G-O-D 'Cause they wanna see me D-I-E Can't stop me, I'm on the ropes like Ali I'm a real man so I'll face my destiny If that's the way that it's supposed to be, then Let it rain on me I take the strain 'cause I've got that much gain And real niggas do real things And if it means I have to hustle on road To make my team blow, then we sting, bring bling Real niggas dig their heels in I ain't going back to selling crack Late-night robberies, ripping the cellar back I wanna do music, you don't wanna see me lose it [Chorus: Nasty Jack] The rain is coming down (is coming down) Why does it always fall on me? Is coming down (is coming down) Why, oh, why Is it coming down? (is coming down) It always falls on me Is coming down Why, oh, why?