[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?
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