Walking Through The Rain ft. Yktomm Lyrics

I was walkin through the rain with a bag on me

Expensive clothes new tag on me

Gave her my love but she ran on me

Lightin it up but my gas on E

Don't know where to start watch it blowin in the wind

Locked down problems jus me n my twin

Started from nothin now we destined to win

We makin em sick and we killin the kids

She wanna fukk wit my chains on

This ain't nothin I been walking through the rainstorm

She want a rapper but I'm just writing pain songs

Got a brand new piece put my name on

I'm a rapper I do this for a living

Grab the AR and I'm going on a mission

They hate my music I don't think that they listen

Giving me pain now I'm back to the sippin

Na na

Back of the back and I'm takin my seat

Gun on my lap while I'm clutching my heat

808s clappin we turning off beats

Put him to sleep brodie cut off his dream

Rockin the purple I'm steppin in green

Diamonds be dancin when I'm showin my teeth

Told them I'm real and they see what I mean

(Told them I'm real and they see what I mean)

Cartier shades you can't see that I'm hurting

Think of you daily miss you as a person

Purp in my cup that's the reason I'm swerving

Fillin it up I'm twisting and turnin

Clutching my Glock it's four thousand degrees

Taking a trip I'm flyin to Greece

Yk pop out designer on scene

I'm lost and I'm cold I'm stuck in my dream

308s for every opponent

Just two shots in the air clear the scene

Don't tell me you love me it's bogus

There's no love so I do this for me

Hollows rip through his back take his soul

I said say I love you but I think that you know

Just know all my shooters on go

How you a gangster I heard that you told

I was walkin through the rain with a bag on me

Expensive clothes new tag on me

Gave her my love but she ran on me

Lightin it up but my gas on E

Don't know where to start watch it blowin in the wind

Locked down problems jus me n my twin

Started from nothin now we destined to win

We makin em sick and we killin the kids

She wanna fukk wit my chains on

This ain't nothin I been walking through the rainstorm

She want a rapper but I'm just writing pain songs

Got a brand new piece put my name on

I'm a rapper I do this for a living

Grab the AR and I'm going on a mission

They hate my music I don't think that they listen

Giving me pain now I'm back to the sippin

Na na