Rainy Days

[Intro]
Shit gettin' fuckin' crazy
Think about my [?] every day
Soon I'm really gon' be out this place
Soon I'm really gon' be in LA

[Chorus]
In the bank, cashin' out, money on me
Rainy days, I ain't think that it get sunny (It get sunny)
On the road, chasin' after all this money (On God)
Call up D up on the phone just make sure he a hunnid

[Post-Chorus]
We run up in this, sorry, yeah, sorry
'Cause you done left me broke and you done left me with nobody
Now you wanna come around 'cause shit is really poppin' ('Cause it's poppin')
Back in high school you ain't want me, now you stoppin' (Now you stoppin')

[Verse]
Countin' all these pesos
Laughin' all the time 'cause thеy ain't think I'd really make it herе though (Make it here though)
Used to say I was a weirdo
Now I'm in the bank, I'm countin' all this profit, I don't care though
Now I don't wanna talk to no one
And she told me that she broke, um (Broke, um)
Used to tell me she ain't want me (Want me)
But now she really want me (Want me)
And that's the shit that drive me crazy (Drive me crazy)
She just said she want my baby
She think that I'ma make it
I just had to get used to that fake shit (All that fake shit)
In the club, I'm never chasin'
I just pulled up in a spaceship (Skrrt)
Fuck these hoes, then we replace them (We replace them)
With all this music, I need patience, (I need patience) yeah
I been grindin' every day
Workin' in the studio, I'm tryna make a way (Make a way)
Call up little bro just to make sure my people safe (They safe)
'Cause this shit is real, outside they dyin' every day, ([?]) yeah
Everybody all the same (All the same)
They gon' say they love you when they see you got a name (Got a name)
They gon' leave you down when they see you in the grave (In the grave)
I been feelin' down, I just wanna get some space
And I'm feelin' like I got no one else
And I'm feelin' like I got no one else
Rollin' gas from the top of the shelf ('Cause it's good for my health)
Call up D-Money, hit the road and get to the wealth
I got' get to the bands
Why you leave me when I ain't have a plan
Spent a thousand at the club with Lou Vuitton on my pants (On my pants)
I was poppin' all them Xans, rollin' up all these grams
And now I don't fuck with all these people, I treat them as some fans, yeah

[Chorus]
In the bank, cashin' out, money on me
Rainy days, I ain't think that it get sunny (It get sunny)
On the road, chasin' after all this money (On God)
Call up D up on the phone just make sure he a hunnid

[Post-Chorus]
We run up in this, sorry, yeah, sorry
'Cause you done left me broke and you done left me with nobody
Now you wanna come around 'cause shit is really poppin' ('Cause it's poppin')
Back in high school you ain't want me, now you stoppin' (Now you stoppin')