Rain on Me

[Intro: Jered Sanders]
Yo, man I'm hoping that I don't fall again
Man, I'm hoping that I don't fall again (uh)
Yeah, I'm hoping that I don't fall again

[Verse 1: Jered Sanders]
Never understood what it was like to worship Jesus
Couple years back in the morning I could believe it
Before the cock crowed my grandmother was singing
She was praising from a place
Where I knew she was trying to meet him
On the edge of the bed
She would sit with her eyes leaking
Pushing breath through her lungs
With a mask and ox treatment
Using a hallelujah for summoning God defense
Killing the pride looking inside for the right sequence
Of prayer I know she feeling him there
I slight peeped it, Probably why I'm about preaching
The Gospel in types needed
I went from J for J to a place to pray
The church pews with amazing grace
And I ain't never really want it
If the crown was something to wait for
And if the money paid down was lower than Drake choruses
But when God calling you got to holla back
I ain't have to have Fab tell me that
Let him rain, though

[Chorus: Jered Sanders]
And they asking, they asking
If it's on the line will I give up on God
No way
And they asking, they asking
If I commit a crime will I give up on God
No way
And they asking, they asking
And even if I fall fifty, eleven times
I know who I'm a call when I'm feeling down
I know that I can call on Him anytime
Rain on me

[Verse 2: Jered Sanders]
It's getting harder to dream anymore
And now it's feeling even harder to ask Him a question
Between web clicks and looking at the Internet
Another gunshot got me with a little aggression
Cause I was grubbing in the morn
Saw a story before I got on the Pro Tools
Feds raided the trap, neighbors called in the threat
And kicked the door in seizing everything like soul food
Tear gas and riot gear all in the deck that's real
And in Virginia everybody got a weapon drawn
Chasing a pot of gold, shorty be like a leprechaun
And the metal steady fire like Decepticons
The firing pin promise you'll see a weapon drawn
And I remember when I had a bald fade
And went outside to play a little two-hand touch
Now I'm praying when I have a little J and the cop outside
He know he got to put his two hands up foreal

[Chorus: Jered Sanders]
And they asking, they asking
If it's on the line will I give up on God
No way
And they asking, they asking
If I commit a crime will I give up on God
No way
And they asking, they asking
And even if I fall fifty, eleven times
I know who I'm a call when I'm feeling down
I know that I can call on Him anytime
Rain on me

[Verse 3: Jered Sanders]
A yo, Trump in the White House
But peep how Yeshua still President
And guarantee he got a room in my residence
This why I'm steady with an eye on his throne
Cause in the city where the skinny **ggas dying alone
The school lunch never there, not a father at home
The young queen kind of moderate
Grown, but little momma
She working a nine to nine
But struggle to find the time
Black boy do a minor crime
Nick baggy a three to five, God
Now I'm hearing about a black-on-black crime
Like people in the cities ain't battle for peace
But if you never got a problem when a black man flatline
You ain't sounding like All Lives Matter to me
But God Emeril Lagasse, watching
Even if the speech slurred with a side of cocky
The Devil finna lose, homey tried to rob me
I ain't got to lie about it like Ryan Lochte
God reigns bro

[Chorus: Jered Sanders]
And they asking, they asking
If it's on the line will I give up on God
No way
And they asking, they asking
If I commit a crime will I give up on God
No way
And they asking, they asking
And even if I fall fifty, eleven times
I know who I'm a call when I'm feeling down
I know that I can call on Him anytime
Rain on me
[x2]

[Bridge: Jered Sanders]
Uh, man, I'm hoping that I don't fall again
Man, I'm hoping that I don't fall again
I ain't had me no pay stub in a while now
And I'm bound to sin
And my heart hard and my thoughts dark
And I'm drowning in
God knew a brother ain't a millionaire
Praying that he looking for a program
Trying to find peace in the dark days
Trying to find where I get the hope from
I'm God's child and I'm bout mine I got hope
But my bills high and my bread low
And my light dim cause I'm broke dang

[Outro]
I get this. If you're in that position where
You're broke I have tell you keep your head up
I know its hard, I know its difficult
When you still have dreams
And you want to accomplish so much in your life
But the bank account says there's no hope
That's a difficult place to be in—