Rain

Let the rain drop all above me

I can feel my soul sold and my blood bae

Let the fame drop if you want bae

If you wanna feel the outside cold

Fuck that, I don't will reload my gun, I'm still mad

All these voices, I'm on run, won't you look back?

Little boy, is gonna be fun, this is our track

And you cry out for help, but you comeback

You'll never see no one if you keep that

I'll keep you close, just come, don't run

Why you don't reload your gun?

This is a chasing, I can see all that black cape

My protection is the ice on my neck

And my words I'm holding with duct tape

This is why I'm feeling so stressed

Let this fucking rain drop

I'm not a angel

Make my wrists so cold

Now she come to make me go

Let the rain drop all above me

I can feel my soul sold and my blood bae

Let the fame drop if you want bae

If you wanna feel the outside cold