Rainy Days

The cops only good for bad news and a funeral
Young in the trenches do you know what that'll do to you
But no matter what happens make sure you stay true to you
Feeling alone man the pain that'll put you through
Talk to my demons bout my problems it's unusual
Been taking all these L's now I really need a W
I learned how to fight and shoot when i was a juvenile
Cause no one safe in these streets if they want they shooting you

And I see death in my dreams so I wake up feeling paranoid
Don't do that sneak dissing I swear that shit is to immature
Ain't cool wit the cops if they ask me I ain't gonna make a noise
Don't play with my time youngboul you can go and play with toys
I wanted to rap even since I was a baby boy
Work on my craft I get better when I practice more

And staying in my notes keeps me out my thoughts
A lot I wanna say but i'm to depressed to talk
Been crying dry tears since I took my first loss
I got some mental scars from the demons that I fought
People said they got me but I knew they was all frauds
Always keep it real cause that's what i was taught

Rainy days i'm just tryna find my way home
All these stormy days tryna find the the pot of gold
And I cannot die until i beat my goals
So I really hope I make it past 20 years old
Never switch on the bros
I'm never breaking that code
All you got in life is ya pride and ya hope
Always keep it a bean that's what I was told
So this all real talk cause it's straight from the soul
Cause everytime im in my feeling I just go to my notes
When I ask them for a dollar they always go ghost
But they wan hit my jack when it's money I post
But no one gave me they crib when I was feeling alone
And no one gave me they shits when I was outside in the cold
So I just stay on my own