Track · Mar 6, 2026 · English

Purple Rain on the Dash

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3:20

Language

English

Lyrics

[Intro]

Rain runnin’ down my glass

Same stain on this cash (yeah)

Dead faces in my lap

Dead faces in my past (uh)

[Verse 1]

Thunder in my backyard

Rumble sound like war

Mama prayin’ in the kitchen

I’m just starin’ at the floor

Money in a shoebox

Soak it if the roof leak

Tellin’ me I’m blessed

Why I feel so weak?

Name on a T-shirt

Hangin’ from a fence line

Brodie shoulda called

Now he only call in my mind

Every drop fall

Count another bad choice

Every time I wake

I can hear his voice (yeah)

[Chorus]

All this heavy rain on the windshield

Got me thinkin’ ‘bout that dirty money, dirty soul

Dead homies in my head, can’t sit still

Every dollar that I touch, feelin’ cold

I’m dyin’ on the inside, you can’t see it

Smilin’ for the ‘Gram, but I bleed each time

Heavy rain beatin’ down, got me feelin’

Like I’m buried in the mud with a heartbeat tryin’ (tryin’)

[Verse 2]

Flash flood watch, but I’m watchin’ for the cops

Water at my ankles, but the fear at the top

Tires slide slow through the block we ain’t post

Wreaths on the porch where we used to raise toast

Pistol in the console, Bible in the seat back

Talkin’ to the sky, hope the sky ever speak back

Price on my soul, I can’t get a refund

Countin’ every sin, I ain’t proud of what I’ve done (nah)

Tears blend in, they just look like rain

Every laugh fake, just a bandage on pain

If I don’t change, know the casket gon’ fit

So I write another verse like a last-ditch wish (woah)

[Chorus]

All this heavy rain on the windshield

Got me thinkin’ ‘bout that dirty money, dirty soul

Dead homies in my head, can’t sit still

Every dollar that I touch, feelin’ cold

I’m dyin’ on the inside, you can’t see it

Smilin’ for the ‘Gram, but I bleed each time

Heavy rain beatin’ down, got me feelin’

Like I’m buried in the mud with a heartbeat tryin’ (yeah)

[Bridge]

If the sun come out

Will it wash me clean?

Or just show bloodstains

On this faded jean?

If I drown tonight

In this broke-down ride

Will they say I was lost

Or I never tried?

[Chorus]

All this heavy rain on the windshield

Got me thinkin’ ‘bout that dirty money, dirty soul

Dead homies in my head, can’t sit still

Every dollar that I touch, feelin’ cold

I’m dyin’ on the inside, you can’t see it

Smilin’ for the ‘Gram, but I bleed each time

Heavy rain beatin’ down, got me feelin’

Like I’m buried in the mud with a heartbeat tryin’ (heartbeat)

Like I’m buried in the mud but I’m still here fightin’ (fightin’)

Style

rapmoody southern trap-emo hybrid with male vocalshalf-sung melodies over dark bell plucksairy padsand a swung 808 groove. verses stay intimate and confessional with tucked-in vocals and subtle auto-tunechorus blooms wider with layered harmonies and a brighter synth counter-melody. occasional pitched-down ad-libssparse guitar accents in the hookand a final outro drop where the beat filters then slams back for the last line.pophip hopemo

Prompt

A southern rap about all these heavy rain make me think about this dirty money, dead homies, and the pain of me dying inside, rap, trap, hip hop, pop, emo, male

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GeneratedMar 6, 2026

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