Lyrics Raindrops (feat. Monique Spence) - Mezziah

The rain got me feeling...
The rain got me feeling some type of way
The rain got me feeling...
The rain got me feeling some type of way
Now my heart got something it would like to say

Father, please forgive me I don't understand...
I'm just out here trying to be a better man...
Bragging rights but never say I'm better than
Torn apart, shit, pull it together, damn
Not to mention...
Baby mama drama but, I ain't stressing
Sativa sessions just to cope with my depression
Trying to spoil my mom before retired pensions
Major comebacks over minor lessons
Gotta keep it moving with the music after crumbled movements
Money on my mind, mental health I ain't tryna lose it
Make it out the hood before I'm filled up with embalming fluid
Kind of hard just to ask for help, not the type to do it
Blame it on a single parent household
Spent my first check on some denims out of SouthPole
Friends try and flex on a ex at the terminal
Sipping on that Wray & Neph bottle by the south door
Growingolder now, really seems scary
Take me back to Decarie and Queen Mary
Where my cousins and I, had no care in the world
Just happy with the sun in the sky
Now it's hard to see Granny with her sons in the sky
Make excuses for her tears like the sun in her eyes
I just want to do better babe

The rain got me feeling...
The rain got me feeling some type of way
The rain got me feeling...
The rain got me feeling some type of way
Now my heart got something it would like to say
The rain got me feeling...
The rain got me feeling some type of way
The rain got me feeling...
The rain got me feeling some type of way
Now my heart got something it would like to say