Let It Rain Lyrics

Look

There's no time to feel when you're in the field

Either you gon' make a killing or you gon' be killed

For your chain, there's no change unless we all build

Fuck being real, I'm just saying how we all feel

We used to play out in the rain

Couldn't rein us in, God will wash away our pain

Now it's bout reigning supreme and chasing fame

But no matter how clean the bars are, there's still a stain

Cuz something was stolen from the Motherland

The battles within make it hard to understand

It feels like the other side has the upper-hand

Like how much can I change? I'm only one man

With only one plan

Praise the one in command

Shifting the game, got the keys, I'm whipping this thang

I let it bang

And I don't need a chain or gang

I just need to change what I bring (and that's for real)

Knock knock, who is it?

Couldn't answer doors cuz there was no babysitting

I find it kinda fitting

Cuz opportunities, they never knocked

And rules are hard-hitting when you're living by the block

Felt like it was written in stone

Riches alone could switch up the tone

Hustle and struggle, all that you've known

Down to the bone

Watching the throne

You see a chain you want for your own

So you let it ring like you ain't pick up the telephone

In the rain, now we letting it rain

Mama told us it would be this way

Mama told us it would be this way

But we still don't change

In the rain, now we letting it rain

Mama told us it would be this way

Mama told us it would be this way

But we still don't change

We didn't listen, now some ain't here

How many years is it gon' take to see this clear?

How much pain?

How long do we all gotta suffer?

Before we come together and start helping each other

This is our last shot

I'm calling game at the buzzer

And in order to win, we all need to recover

I mean the fathers, the mothers, the sisters, the brothers

And every race cuz the pain, it doesn't see colour

We all feel the same things but in different ways

19 on minimum wage or 47 and paid

Doesn't matter the stage, it don't make a difference

Same book, different pages we're flipping

Tryna hold on but the grip is slipping

So one grabs the pills, one grabs the steel

Both tryna kill

Things that they feel

One rips his bills, one writes his will

Both lost their will and it's raining still

In the rain, now we letting it rain

Mama told us it would be this way

Mama told us it would be this way

But we still don't change

In the rain, now we letting it rain

Mama told us it would be this way

Mama told us it would be this way

But we still don't change