Chance The Rapper - Acid Rain Lyrics
[Verse 1]Kicked off my shoes, tripped acid in the rainWore my jacket as a cape, and my umbrella as a caneThe richest man rocks the snatch-less necklaceSpineless *****es in backless dressesWore my feelings on my sleevelessMy weed seedless, my trees leaflessI miss my diagonal grilled cheesesAnd back when Mike Jackson was still JesusBefore, I believed in not believing inYeah, I inhaled, who believed in me not breathing inCigarette stained smile all covered in sinMy big homie died young; just turned older than himI seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it alwaysHe still be screaming, I see his demons in empty hallwaysI trip to make the fall shorterFall quarter was just a tall orderAnd I'm hungry, I'm just not that thirstyAs of late, my verses seem not so verse-yAnd all my words just mean controversyTook the team up off my back like "that's not your jersey?"Stressin', pullin' my hair out, hoping I don't get pickedAll this medicine in me hoping I don't get sickMaking all this money hoping I don't get richCause niggas still getting bodied for foams[Verse 2]Sometimes the truth don't rhymeSometime the lies get millions of viewsFunerals for little girls, is that appealing to you?From your cubicle desktop, what a beautiful viewI think love is beautiful, tooBuilding forts from broken dams, what a hoover could doFor future hoopers dead from Rugers shooting through the empty alleyCould've threw him an alley-oop, helping him do good in schoolDamn that acid it burn when it clean yaI still miss being a seniorAnd performing at all those open mic eventsHigh schools, eyes closed seeing arenasAnd I still get jealous of VicAnd Vic still jealous of meBut if you touch my brotherAll that anti-violence shit goes out the window along with youAnd the rest of your teamSmoking cigarettes to look coolerI only stop by to look through yaAnd I'm only getting greedierAnd I'm still Mr. YoumediaAnd I still can't find TalentAnd I'm still choosing classmates that wouldn't *****Mom still thinks I should go back to schoolAnd Justin still thinks I'm good enoughAnd Mama Jan still don't take her medsAnd I still be asking God to show his faceAnd I still be asking God to show his face[Outro]I am a new man, I am sanctifiedOh I am holy, I have been baptizedI have been born again, I am the White LightRain...rain don't go away
