RAIN

Yeah

Wonder why the rain won't stop
Ask me if I'm great, why not?
Think I'm over this, yeah
Think I'm over this, yeah
'Cause fame ain't what it cracked out to be
People stab yo' back, then they leave
Think I'm over this, yeah
Think I'm over this, yeah woah

I won't blow up, I might never blow up
I'ma never leave the city that made me me
I know it struggle for the rent
Penthouse keep up images
I'm bipolar, but I like playing innocent
Yeah i'vе got a vice way more than groupies
Talkin' strippеrs and escorts
Anxiety stress more like I got nothing left
The one that said nothing always said
It best, that's the truth, yeah
Dead in the booth 'cause I hate myself
How does greatness feel? Tastin'
It and facin' it
Saw some light, I'm takin' it
I'm breakin' in
I'm up in northern Michigan smoking
Things, I'm floating up, yeah
I need to pay someone to say
That you can do it do not give up it's okay
Just like everybody else do, yeah
I doubt myself every day, yeah

Wonder why the rain won't stop
Ask me if I'm great, why not?
Think I'm over this, yeah
Think I'm over this, yeah
'Cause fame ain't what it cracked out to be
People stab yo' back, then they leave
Think I'm over this, yeah
Think I'm over this, yeah woah