Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Proph
Performer
Jazzi Sirius
Performer
Shoalye Madamedon
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Proph
Composer
Jazzi Sirius
Composer
Shoalye Madamedon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Proph
Producer
Bronson Powell
Mixing Engineer
Thomas Ireland
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
We've all got these stories to tell
Some are of heaven, some are of hell
Basking in glory, she fell
Can't get to heaven without walking through hell
I did not know
And I did not know
I did not know
And I did not know
I did not know
Spend your whole life tryna move a mountain you won't ever rest when you're on Everest
I don't want no stylist in my closet, man, she'll prolly find a skeleton
Lost memories indeed, I'd rather hide the evidence
Carry all my burdens in a suitcase
Flying out to get away from baggage claim in two ways
No strings attached if we tied up your duvet
I think I'll fall in love, but maybe only on a Tuesday
Father, if you're listening, I need some deliverance
I gave myself to rap now my relationships are withering
Bummy on the train, my money stained because of discipline
Praying for some change, and tryna figure out the differences
Out of nowhere, my brother got rushed to hospital just one day after Jamal passed
Man, it's the little things
I couldn't help but feel it sickening the only time we held a conversation's when he asked to bill a spliff for him
There's no emotion in my statements
Truthfully, the only thing that opened up last year was prior cases
My cousin thinks I'm famous
I bury everything inside the only time my **** learn about me through their playlist
Too far gone to make amends
I put my pain in tracks and never speak on it again
I know that shit ain't healthy, but it's worse if I pretend
My Uber driver knows more of my life than my own friends
I grew up with a chip on my shoulder, you couldn't cry on it
Crack pipe was hid in the sofa, boy, I still lied on it
Household of abuse, you hear the screaming through the roof, the happy family I knew just came from binge-watching My Wife and Kids
Police sirens, violence
Drug filled environments
No one understands me, shit my words are like some hieroglyphics
So I wrote you this letter on a new leaf
Read it, and you'll see right through me
Yours truly
'Cause the rain keeps falling in my mind
I give my life away for you
Said the rain
I give my life away for you
It's falling down, it's falling down, baby
I give my life away for you
Yeah, spend your whole life tryna move a mountain, you don't see the flowers that you're stepping on
When I smoke a potent, I play Corin Bailey and put my records on
The deepest shit I keep in, man, there's so much I ain't said in songs
The most honest keep the truest shit inside
I could drop shit that would ruin people's lives
If I'm falling, these burdens won't make me fly
Personally, I tried so go and push me out further beneath the skies
All the jobs I've done, I don't even recall
Friends didn't see me at school
Swam through the deepest waters you'd prolly need gills for
Providence were knocking for my peeps like Jehovah's witness, it's easier to wish a **** would when the bills soar
That's why mummy seen me in custody
Gave her living proof she's the person I'd kill for
All this pain revolves around me through a steel door
Maybe if I stopped playing the rapper, we'd heal more
'Cause the pain is part of the pressure
Everybody tells me I'll blow, but nobody checks up
Living through the storm, I ain't got no qualms with the weather
I know every gon' rain that's without me asking Alexa
Bros on different paths, man, I pray my darg living better
Left the ends to repent, and now he catching charges in Leicester
And every moment I'm with him, I gotta treasure
It's a 50/50 chance he won't make it to next semester
Obviously, I changed take a look at me, ain't hard to see it
How the fuck I end up writing bars in precincts?
All them times I could've died, man, I forgot them nights
Try and violate me now, I won't let it slide
Ain't saying never mind, or giving **** second tries
I don't know a person I haven't questioned 'bout true intentions
I was broke you didn't once hit up my phone, my ****
Last year, the most frequent number calling was youth offenders
Pictures cropping out
My heart is in the lost and found with places I remember and people that I forgot about
I'm on my own to point where if these hoes try and double-tap my heart they'd listen close and hear a hollow sound
What the fuck's a follow count?
That won't make my sorrows drown
If no one understands me, ain't no pride that's getting swallowed now
So I'm writing this letter one a new leaf
Read it and you'll see
Fuck it
Rain keeps falling
I give my life away for you
Falling down on me
Falling down on me
Written by: Jazzi Sirius, Proph, Shoalye Madamedon