[Chorus]
Struggle in the rain, you probably know that
Struggle in the rain, you probably know that
Too far from where I came, I can't control that
Too far from where I came, I can't control that
And moving where you can't, you know I know that
Too far from where I came, I can't control that
Can't control that, can't control that (can't control that)

[Verse 1]
I let my ego go in hopes that I can finally fly (why?)
I let my dreams go in hopes that they will never die
I let my ego go inside da door, I let my n***as know there's more
Let my n***a go and check da sco'
Cuz n***as never get to do they shot, (word)
I tell em one shot I'll make it and I promise mama that's on god (that's on god)
I said I'll do it so I'll never drop, the ball while I'm tryna handle it
I keep it like da sprocket, pop! (never droppin)
And you n***as is crazy when I said just fuck it (fuck it)
My n***as all about it, so you know we had to run it (run it up)
Run amuck, I'm tryna run it up and count my dollars
My cash is kinda low so never seeing all my commas (low on change)
I see the people tryna go in so far
I can't see myself drown so I came up the rain (we made it out the rain)
And I just seen my n***as go, wish my grandma saw me now
But I know she had to go, why you take her God? (miss you grandma)
Why you take my grandma, I shed a thousand tears (word)
Why you take my uncle, I shed a thousand fears (forreal)
I couldn't see what happened, when I had to dream about I just fell asleep
It felt like nightmares was just plotting on me (they was plottin)
My n***as tryna get me out the spocket, I just got the rocket
So I'm tryna dribble past em like I'm Harden (iso)
And dribbling with two steps to three steps
Guess it's kinda Euro when you're in the traffic, you gotta handle
And everything you can't handle, you gotta manage
I had to get my voice back they almost thought I panicked (i did)
Well I almost drowned a couple times, I guess why
Thinking bout the pressure that's mounted up I could always cry (always cry)(maintain, maintain)
Thinking bout the times I could give a fuck, I would always lie (always lie)
Thinking bout the times I wish they cared more
And thinking bout the times I wish they didn't shed more
And thinking bout the times, they didn't give me chance so now I had to score
And get my own shot, I promise I can handle it (i got this)
[Hook]
Momma know this never a problem, it's load management (i got this)
Momma know I'm always on go, I ain't gotta handle shit (i got it)
I just got my own, had to run it up, and manage ship
Never on my own, I know how to do it all (word)
And load management, I never go and drop the ball (facts)
I feel like Kawhi with two left knees, so I guess they never got me
When I left them on please, please (damn)

[Chorus]
Struggle thru the rain but you know that (know that)
Yet so far from where we came, can't control that (know that)
Can't control that, can't control that (control that)