Rainy Dayz

It's a mystery inside
Of how I'm gonna get mine
I'm thinkin' 'bout so many ways
Of how to conquer these rainy days

You sang beautifully just now
I sing for him, and he isn't here

"It's goin' down, man, word, man"
"What's up, black?"
"Niggas just fuckin' robbed my gate, man"
"Word?" (It's rainin')
"I'ma fuckin'-, yo, I'ma murder somebody man
For real I ain't playin'"
"Whatever, man, whatever" (he's changin')
(My man is goin' insane, insane)
The war is on

Yo
On rainy days I sit back and count ways on
How to get rich, son, show and prove, ask my bitch
Stood up late nights, build with my a-alikes
We can pull a heist, snatch ice, or rock mics
But this rap shit, got me wanna clack back the latch
How it goes the only pesos made from scratch
But in due time, soon to get mine like Bugsy
Heavy on the wrist, Polo mocs, socks and rugbies
Old flicks remind me of Gucci's
Back in Union Square when little Maxmil, blast Pierre
That was Build Build, fast forward, '94
Who got the bad base?
Filthiest fiends scream for more
Bless me out of state, howdy Jake, Starks is back
Niggas want work, nine brought back off a G-pack
Coke rocks flood the co-ops, live in gossip
Them big lip niggas singin' to cops need to box it
Stop it, the projects overflooded with slow leaks
The fiends geeked, new faces get wrapped in sheets
I gotta get mine, like my old Earth, bless the cheese line
Sippin' on fine wine, the power of the blacks refined
(Rainy days) divine
Waitin' on these royalties takes too long
It's like waitin' on babies, it makes me wanna slay thee
But that's ungodly, so, yo, God, pardon me
I need it real quick, the dough flow like penmanship
Meat heads get pistol-whipped, I blow spots like horse shit
So now talk shit, nigga, what?

It's rainin', he's changin'
My man is goin' insane, insane
It's rainin' (past sunlight, more gunfight)
(Look out, baby girl, word up)

What brings rain, hail, snow, and earthquakes?
The beat breaks, cause all my niggas to break, son
Styles is similar to criminals locked up
With gats, ghetto tabernacles is fucked up
I live once, though the mind stays infinite
Travelin' to touch nine planets, in my midst
While I carry, to earn a decent salary
Soon get married, raise a family, but the plan'll be
Real great, to sit up in the loft, count stacks and max
And real cats gon' watch my back
But listen to the Wu son, and maintain
It's all real, starvin' individuals kill
I puff what's only right, leave the poison alone
Projects, infested with rats, cats, and crack homes
Half of us'll try to make it
The other half'll try to take it
So many fake half real freedom-build
Born to science, my alliance analyzes
Wild surprises, keepin' my eyes wide to this
The unfortunate, layin' in mountains
Countin' with jewelry on
Can it be the next team house to haunt?
Chill, dun, just for real ones, light the lye up
I hate to have to tie the next guy up
Pay attention to 1010 WINS, Wu blends
Now I'm steerin' you to truth, buckle up
Now who's a legend?

It's rainin', he's changin' (word up, dun)
It's rainin' (peace to Philly, VA, these days, word up y'all)
My man is goin' insane (he's-)
My man is goin' insane, insane
(Word up the sun, moon and stars, fly cars, word up y'all)

No sunlight, more gun fights
I've lost him to the street life (I've lost him to the street life)
Street life
No cash flow, no more dough
He's someone I don't even know, someone I don't know
Rainy Days

Gettin' through those rainy days
Gettin' through those rainy days
Gettin' through those rainy days
Gettin' through those rainy days
I lost him to the street life
The street life, oh-whoa-whoa