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Mick Jenkins

Genres: Hip-Hop

Rain Lyrics - Mick Jenkins

[Verse 1] 

Hit this Indonesia, tell me how you feel, we got hella chill 

Alcohol never was the thrill, hella ginger ale 

I'm too on point, no need to point 'em out or pin the tail 

The vegetari breath easy, no Benadryl 

Like huh? What? Where did this nigga come from? 

He speak his spoke with so many layers, he must be onion 

I am peeling back all these roots, the feeling 

Is that you're less appealing once you get to peeling back all these troops 

That's a lot, still in the back of black coupes 

They peeling caps in the streets 

But shorty just poppin' wheelies, not bulletproof 

This helium, I'm straight past your ceiling like fuck the roof 

And I'm healin' 'em, straight penicillin out the syringe 

Sealin' the joint with lemon kush 

And jasmine blends the bride and groom 

Seal territory in these waters, fuck a Heidi Klum 

Fuck a tidy room, it's dirty in these streets 

Out my window, I can see it, nigga, searching for defeat 

 

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[Hook] 

Out my window I can see my people's pain 

Never tears, though, they blend in with the rain 

Shit is gettin' old, niggas grindin' for the gold 

Ain't really no goal, he just shinin' for the hoes 

And she pass out, she just tryna get chose 

All I ever brought was ginger ale for when it throws 

 

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[Verse 2] 

Look at my city and tell me that shit look pretty 

The south side is like a blemish, like country breakfast, it's gritty 

People movin' with purpose, the petty only get pity 

Peep the proof of the purchase, I'm barely pushin' them pennies 

I've been doin' it for free, my nigga, shouts your link card 

I'm just out here tryna free my niggas 

Cause the shit is gettin' old and they comin' for your gold 

Thick socks for your sole, I would never wish you pain 

Shoulder gettin' cold like the winter when it snows 

So I'm here for your tears, I forever wish you rain 

 

[Hook] 

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