It's a inside Of how I'm get mine I'm thinking 'bout so many Of how to these rainy days
raining, he's changing My man is insane, insane
The war is on, yo On rainy days I sit and count ways on How to get rich son, show and prove, ask my up late nights, build with my a-alikes We can pull a heist, ice, or rock mics But this rap shit, got me wanna back the latch How it goes Leon, made from scratch But in due time, to get mine like Bugsy Heavy on the wrist, Polo mock socks and Old remind me of Gucci's Back in Union when little Mack's milk, blast the year was Bill Bill, fast forward, ninety-four Who got the bad Filthiest fiends scream for more me out of state, howdy Jake's, Starks is back Niggas want work, now I pull back off a Coke flood the co-ops living gossip Them big lip niggas to cops need to box it Stop it, the projects overflooded with leaks The get, new faces get wrapped in sheets I gotta get mine, like my old Earth, bless the cheese Sipping on wine, the power of the blacks refined (Raining) Waiting on these royalties takes too It's like on babies, it makes me want to slay these But ungodly, so yo God, pardon me I need it quick, the dope flow like penmanship Meat heads get pistol-whipped, I blow spots horse shit So now talk nigga, what??
It's raining, he's My man is going insane,
What brings rain snow and earthquakes The breaks, cause all my niggas to break son Styles is to criminals locked up With gats, tabernacles is fucked up I live once though, the mind infinite to touch nine planets, in my midst While I carry, to a decent salary get married, raise a family, but the plan'll be Real great, to sit up in the loft, stacks and max And real cats watch my back But listen to the Wu son, and It's all real, starving individuals I puff what's only right, leave the alone Projects, with rats cats and crack homes of us'll try to make it, the other half'll try to take it So many fake half real Born to my alliance analyzes surprises, keeping my eyes wide to this The unfortunate, laying in counting With jewelry on, can it be the team house the horn dun, just for real ones, light the lye up I hate to to tie the next guy up Pay attention to WINS, Wu blends Now I'm you to truth, buckle up Now who's a
It's raining, changing My man is insane, insane
up dun Peace to Philly, VA, days up y'all, word up The sun and stars fly cars, word up y'all
No sunlight, more gun I've lost him to the street life, life No cash flow, no dough He's someone I even know, someone I don't know Rainy Dayz, through those rainy dayz I him to the street life, the street life, whoa