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Walking in the Rain

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“Walking in the Rain” is a powerful expression of pain, healing, and mental strength.
LO-FI GEORGE delivers Southern hip-hop, trap, and SoundCloud rap textures with heartfelt verses and cinematic rain-soaked energy. A deep blend of rage, punk rap, and dreamy cloud melodies for late-night reflection.

🎵 Genre Tags:
Southern Hip-Hop, Trap, SoundCloud Rap, Cloud Rap, Rage, Punk Rap

💽 MP3 Link:
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🌐 Website:
www.LofiGeorge.com

Lyrics:

Walkin’ in the rain, with my pain
Water drippin’ down my face, was my healin’ place
Quiet soft rain, is my favorite thing
Where I come from, the smell of dirt is soft rain
That’s where I wanna be, where I wanna be

Yeah, I try to muscle my ways, but I’m over it
So tired to feel like battling, this is waking
Everything I want hurts, I can’t love again
I won’t see the stars, no way pain

Ain’t no money, I won’t dare to sit and feel the same
I ain’t pray to mommy, cause my mommy is a weather thing
If I got a scum, I get a high so we don’t feel the same
Only young, let’s sit and mind this shit, I neck a mill a day

Where I wanna be, when I do my ray
If it’s of these days, that rain can’t be bad
Ain’t no floppin’ tools, so I keep it light
Right, yeah, I don’t wanna beg

Walkin’ in the rain, with my pain
Water drippin’ down my face, was my healin’ place
Quiet soft rain, is my favorite thing
Where I come from, the smell of dirt is soft rain

It’s where I wanna be
Where I wanna be
Where I wanna be
Where I wanna be

All they dance on me, me and none, you toast up
I’ve been catchin’ blisses, now your name churned up
All these bullshits in my fence, I’m only high top
All these names, you really know, they always turn up

All these bitches feelin’ they ain’t wearin’ by my weight
I just count my money, I just wear it by the weight
When it sink to myself, no one go or do
If you ain’t got no money, I just know I gotta do

Walkin’ in the rain, with my pain
Water drippin’ down my face, was my healin’ place
Quiet soft rain, is my favorite thing
Where I come from, the smell of dirt is soft rain

It’s where I wanna be
Where I wanna be
Where I wanna be
Where I wanna be

Hook Reminder:

“Water drippin’ down my face, was my healin’ place.”