Rain Clears (RIP Conrad)

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TheRealTJ

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I'm looking out the window
See the rain falling
My brother fell
Had the whole hood crying
It be hard to maintain but
I know he watching
I ask God
But I know he don't think in logic
We still working and
I see he still gone bless our pockets
I'm staying down all the way
Until the day he call me
Nowadays all I do is take care of business
Ain't no waiting
Because it's time for these folks to witness
I take pride in my work
Because I know my blessings
I'm looking in the mirror
Wonder why my wings chopped
I feel my age growing as
I hear the click tick
I never entertain
Or fall for the foolish shit
I never let my niggas
Execute some stupid shit
I hold a lot of pain
Shutting off the dead weight
Why I'm silent
I'm just watching how these niggas change
I'm laying low stashing
Bread to fix plain jane
I need a woman who can come and watch the stains away
My soul was bleeding and
Now it's healing towards a new day
It's still evident we still got more dues to pay
I come from times of tryna feast off an empty plate
So if it comes down just know I won't hesitate
And when the work is done
We come around and celebrate
Y'all know how I do
Grab a glass of champagne
This toast is for the
Fallen soldiers and the rainy days
The rain don't mean it's a rainbow
The storm don't mean it's the end
The rain gone fall when the pain go
The sun gone shine even then
Ain't nothing as picture perfect
I hope that this reach the surface
I'm merking the leaching serpants
And lurking for deeper purpose
Than faking and needing closure
From women who want exposure
Them things that my momma told me
I'm wavey, sea I'm a soldier
Not navy but for the culture
I'm breathing for meditation
I'm dreaming for elevation
Godspeed and I'm moving patient
The pain came from your location
The hood is reiteration
Of niggas no separation
From problems no motivation
The rain is mocking our faces
I pray my niggas would make it
Our pockets was feeling vacant
We consciously knew we'd make it
Gave options they knew we'd take it
Like rap or get occupation
No nine to five job could save me
Start working and got a trainer
Start crafting thoughts over logic
It helped us make some deposits
Our pockets been getting larger
Them rainy days made us products
Them cloudy days made us smarter
Through FOG I been going harder
That's praises straight to our father
The fear of God earned my dollars
We was looking out the window
Seen the rain falling
It's crazy how my niggas got the same problems
We pray about tomorrow if it bring karma
I'm supposed to sell these flows
Just for green dollar
Guess that money rule the world
And make the tings holla
I stopped messing with the ratchets
Because they bring drama
Imperfections and perceptions
I can see hardly
Watch before I leave this world
I get these dreams out me

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