Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh huh
You can turn, turn the headphones up though, some more
Like, leave my vocals like that, let's get it
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Aye
I need paper like I'm Hov
I need thirty before thirty
Need mercy on my soul
Made the 30 under 30 (Forbes)
I made a teardrop in my Rolls
Came from shit, we came from hits
I made it back, dirt on my clothes
Now I'm here, 2018, shit was different, what a year
2019, it was tough but I'm like fuck it, it's in the rear
2020, Covid hit, and I'm just getting shit in gears
I ain't even reach all my goals and I'm still shitting on my peers
I ain't even see my potential, I'm still trying to face my fears
Feel that music in my heart, as soon as I hear it in my ears
I don't wanna go and turn the clubs up, I handle business
Big bro, told me not to grab the Maybach truck, pull up in his
2021 sedan, two-hundred grand, yeah I did (Four door)
Said I wasn't gon' buy shit no more
Really that bitch for my bro though
Pullin' from me, what you put into me
Won't get nothing no mo'
I can't go broke, that's a no go
Make that paper jump, like po-go
Only Trackhawk in LA this color
Act like that's the low-low
Still up in my shit solo
Pull up, shoot some shit from logo
Trying to flex for likes, you in a striker, stupid, that's a stolo
Play with me, I'm seeing rojo
Pussy, I'm in go mode
[Chorus]
Can you stand the rain?
I can stand the rain
Used to stand in the rain
I can stand in the rain
Used to stand the rain
Can you stand the rain?
Used to stand in the rain
I can stand the rain
[Verse 3]
Used to stand in the rain
After friends was slain, withstanding the pain
I was filled with anger
Homie got banged for saying my name
Let his thirty flame
Ain't change, stood up for his gang
Then his mans blew out his brains
This a dirty game
Left-handed grip, it firm and I got sturdy aim
Glizzy with mixed personalities, got thirty names
Pop out like I'm Mr. T, I got on thirty chains
Bent the Lamb truck rims, it cost me thirty K
Missing family, reminiscin' 'bout them early days
Fuck G Herbo, they just listening to what Herbie say
I ain't really give a fuck though in my early ages
Got too many in them pearly gates and scary cages
If you know, you know I went through phases, different stages
Broad day, had guns blazin' with the bravest
For real
Seen action like a movie, but that shit was real
Then being too courageous got my **** killed
[Verse 4]
Damn
Long live Max, C-Money
That's why I got a big ass Max around my neck
That's why I got that C-Money green Trackhawk
That's why I got a C-Money green Rolex anniversary, but really though
This shit in me
That's why I am super-savage to the max
I had to think about it, you know I had to humble myself but
Then again, I am what I am
I gotta stay brave
I gotta stay on it
Because I know the universe ain't gonna have leeway on me
And that's just all off real life and situations and shit I've been through
You know, I'm only twenty-five, but I feel like I've lived ten lifetimes
And there's no coincidence
**** really with the shit
I look at my ****, and I look at my ****' kids
And I look at my my kid
And I see so much of us in them
So that's why I be trying to like, change the cycle
But a lot of the shit meant
We just gotta learn to control it as best we can, you know?
G Herbo
Written by: Chase Davis, Daniel Ivy, Herbert R Wright, Julian Davis