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  1. When the sun goes down
    When the J goes 'round
    In the middle of the night
    Bet your girl goes down
    Rain come down

    [Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down (and the rain)
    Rain come down
    Dod ya man lay down?
    No, no, no, no, no, no, no
    No, no, no, no, no, no, no
    (Rain come down)
    No, no, no, no, no, no, no
    No, no, no, no, no, no, no
    (Rain come down)

    [Verse 1: Vince Staples]
    I'm the man, ten toes in the street
    I'm the blood on the leaves, I'm the nose on the Sphinx
    Where I'm from we don't go to police
    Where I'm from we don't run, we just roll with the heat
    I'm the back of the bus, take a seat
    Take a ride on my side where we die in the street
    And the cops don't come for some weeks
    No, the cops don't come for some weeks
    Riding in a drop top, sun where I think
    Might get JFK'd, hope not I pray if
    If so, ain't no thang to a G
    I feel just like Snoop on Andre Day
    I run North Side of the beach
    Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
    I'm Lou' Bourgeois on the beat
    Best bet, try not to compete

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    When the sun goes down
    When the J goes 'round
    In the middle of the night
    Bet your girl goes down
    Rain come down

    [Verse 2: Vince Staples]
    I'm the man, ten toes in the street
    I'm the blood on the leaves, I'm the nose on the Sphinx
    Where I'm from we don't go to police
    Where I'm from we don't run, we just roll with the heat
    I'm the back of the bus, take a seat
    Take a ride on the side where we die in the street
    And the cops don't come for some weeks
    No, the cops don't come for some weeks
    Ride in the drop top, sun where I think
    Might get JFK'd, hope not I pray if
    If so, ain't no thang to a G
    I feel just like Snoop on Andre Day
    I run North Side of the beach
    Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
    I'm Lou' Bourgeois on the beat
    Best bet, try not to compete

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    When the sun goes down
    When the J goes 'round
    In the middle of the night
    Bet your girl goes down
    Rain come down

    [Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    Rain come down
    (And the rain)
    Rain come down
    Did ya man lay down?

    [Verse 3: Vince Staples]
    Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind
    Never need a girl to love me, I just need 'em fine
    On Parisian time, don't be trippin' on a text back
    In another world, Covergirl, but her chest flat
    Two page spread in the CR
    Think it was for Wang
    Can't remember spring or fall, read it on a plane
    Long flights playin' with my brain
    Long nights, long summers we in Spain
    Car color of La Haine
    She getting naked under covers for the fame
    She don't wanna be another what's-her-name
    Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James
    Make it rain, in the club
    Don't you dream of how it feel to be in love?
    What, you drinking? Need a buzz?
    Don't drown in the brown, just drown in the sound

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