Caught Inda Rain

[Intro: Fousheé]
I always get caught in the rain
You said you love me that you will never change
M4
I always get caught in the rain
You said you love me that you will never change
Elevate, this mix sounds mad

[Chorus]
Bark this spliff when they pour Henny
Man get lit when they get hit
Do hits and still make hits
I done hit the charts with the hook 'bout sticks
Stuff eight in the blick, sixteen in the glizz
Like a thirty-two bar, gang's lettin' it spit
Let the SK sting or my ZK ching
The industry gon' let the real killers in (Baow)

[Verse 1]
Sun down, jump in a ride, jump out, guns out
Freeze up, gonna get gunned down (Baow)
Just watch how the bulldog bark and the teeth gon' bite man's head, AG bloodhound (Gang)
If you want woof, bark back, dog down
Just watch how my shank plunge in, plunge out
Tryna shut lungs down, leave a man rubbed out
Jail's coming like subs, one's in, one's out (Aw man)
Can't go Mum's house, Trident's on me (On me)
Get grabbed, nothin', but silence from me (On me)
And para', them sirens from me (On)
They wanna pin all the violence on me (Ah)
Get caught, it's a sticky predicament
ZK tear though skin, flesh, ligaments (Ching, ching)
Opps keep touching civilians, we're not equivalent
Free AR 'cah he's innocent (Yeah, free him fuckin' up)

[Chorus]
Bark this spliff when they pour Henny
Man get lit when they get hit
Do hits and still make hits
I done hit the charts with the hook 'bout sticks
Stuff eight in the blick, sixteen in the glizz
Like a thirty-two bar, gang's lettin' it spit
Let the SK sting or my ZK ching
The industry gon' let the real killers in
Bark this spliff when they pour Henny
Man get lit when they get hit
Do hits and still make hits
I done hit the charts with the hook 'bout sticks
Stuff eight in the blick, sixteen in the glizz
Like a thirty-two bar, gang's lettin' it spit
Let the SK sting or my ZK ching
The industry gon' let the real killers in

[Post-Chorus]
Wo-wo-wo-woke up, got a call from bro like, "Yo, you know what it is? Let's go, let's go"
Got rid of my phone, you know how it goes
SoulSight givin' life in a cell, free bro
Sell white for a skeng then dish free smoke, free Smoke, free Smokeyy
Hammer on bro then I must be Loki
Feed man every inch of this pokey
Me Broadday, that's Ks like Ku Klux, kill a jareer for the Klan
Me, SY like Boondocks
I'm a madman, but he a madman with a plan
It ain't just a gang, it's only the fam
If your heart ain't in then you just can't hang
Ayy, Wavey, left then right, decamp
I know the opp block like the back of my hand

[Verse 2]
I'm the Voice like Durk, I'm captivatin'
Jump out, I'm activated
Be glad you made it, coulda' got decapitated
I love this drill shit, I'm infatuated
Flip my kill switch, get sent to Satan
Don't really feel shit, streets raised a soldier
I'm your older's older
Aim above the shoulder
We some shotta shooters, we some Rock n' Rollers
She a baddie, badders, got the biggest back
When she throw it back, I need to find my balance
Need to keep a balance, man of many talents
Father and a savage, better mind your manners
In the North, we gunners, bro in E for hammers
Only trust Allah 'cah he the best of planners
Nigga, you ain't Tony, wannabe Montana
Heard that nigga sing and, bitch, you more like Hannah

[Chorus]
Bark this spliff when they pour Henny
Man get lit when they get hit
Do hits and still make hits
I done hit the charts with the hook 'bout sticks
Stuff eight in the blick, sixteen in the glizz
Like a thirty-two bar, gang's lettin' it spit
Let the SK sting or my ZK ching
The industry gon' let the real killers in
Bark this spliff when they pour Henny
Man get lit when they get hit
Do hits and still make hits
I done hit the charts with the hook 'bout sticks
Stuff eight in the blick, sixteen in the glizz
Like a thirty-two bar, gang's lettin' it spit
Let the SK sting or my ZK ching
The industry gon' let the real killers in

[Outro: Sus & Fousheé]
Bark this spliff when they pour Henny
Man get lit when they get hit
Do hits and still make hits
I done hit the charts with the hook 'bout sticks
Stuff eight in the blick, sixteen in the glizz
Like a thirty-two bar, gang's lettin' it spit
Let the SK sting or my ZK ching
The industry gon' let the real killers in
I always get caught in the rain
You said you love me that you will never change
I always get caught in the rain
You said you love me that you will never change