Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Injury Reserve
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Ritchie
Songwriter
Jordan Groggs
Songwriter
William Corey
Songwriter
Brian Peter George Eno
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Injury Reserve
Producer
Lyrics
Damn, nigga, it really uh
It rains, it pours but
Damn nigga, it really
Bye storm, I know, I know
I must show everything
The show must go on, the show must go
Man, the show must go on
It rains, it pours, but damn nigga, it's really pourin'
It rains, it pours, but damn nigga, it's really pourin'
Shit, we got caught by a storm, nigga we ain't even know it
To you, this shit knee-high, to him, it's to his shoulders
I see what gravity did to my pop shell, it broke me
I told my cousin I ain't him
She said, "Shit, I know that"
I see my ankles break down, I don't know how to hold that
There's only so much two arms can truly hold man
Everybody got the one, and keep the rest in holding
But who gon' hold it down when their rock can't take the moment?
It rains, it pours, but damn man, it's really pourin'
They said you're cold, but hell man, shit I don't know that
We laugh and joke, but man that's how they want it
It rains, it pours, but damn nigga, it's really pourin'
Man
Man
Writer(s): Brian Peter George Eno, Nathaniel Ritchie, Jordan Groggs, William Corey
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