It's a inside Of how I'm gonna get I'm thinking 'bout so many Of how to these rainy days
It's raining, changing My man is going insane,
The war is on, yo On rainy days I sit and count ways on How to get son, show and prove, ask my bitch Stood up late nights, build my a-alikes We can pull a heist, snatch ice, or mics But this rap shit, got me wanna clack the latch How it goes Leon, pesos from scratch But in due time, soon to get like Bugsy Heavy on the wrist, Polo mock and rugbies Old remind me of Gucci's Back in Union Square little Mack's milk, blast the year That was Bill Bill, forward, ninety-four Who got the bad base? Filthiest scream for more Bless me out of state, howdy Jake's, Starks is Niggas want work, now I pull off a G-Pack rocks flood the co-ops living gossip Them big lip singing to cops need to box it Stop it, the overflooded with slow leaks The fiends get, new faces get in sheets I gotta get mine, like my old Earth, bless the blind on fine wine, the power of the blacks refined (Raining) on these royalties takes too long It's like on babies, it makes me want to slay these But that's ungodly, so yo God, me I need it real quick, the dope flow penmanship Meat get pistol-whipped, I blow spots like horse shit So now talk shit nigga,
raining, he's changing My man is going insane,
brings rain hail snow and earthquakes The beat breaks, all my niggas to break son Styles is to criminals locked up With gats, ghetto is fucked up I live once though, the mind infinite to touch nine planets, in my midst While I carry, to earn a decent Soon get married, a family, but the plan'll be Real great, to sit up in the loft, count 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 right, leave the poison alone Projects, with rats cats and crack homes Half of us'll try to make it, the half'll try to take it So many fake half freedom-ville Born to my alliance analyzes surprises, keeping my eyes wide to this The unfortunate, laying in counting jewelry on, can it be the next team house the horn Chill dun, just for real ones, 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 a legend?
It's raining, he's My man is going insane,
up dun Peace to Philly, VA, days Word up y'all, up The sun moon and stars fly cars, up y'all
No sunlight, more gun I've him to the street life, street life No cash flow, no more someone I don't even know, someone I don't know Rainy Dayz, through those rainy dayz I him to the street life, the street life, whoa