Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rainy Day, artist - Zacari.
Date of issue: 05.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rainy Day |
.30 on my hip in case of rainy day |
.50 in the safe in case of rainy day |
All the thirsty bitches on me, keep them games away |
Really I just wanna keep the rain away |
I feel like Nate Dogg, smokin' that ganj |
No barkin' from the dogs, today seems kinda odd |
Things change, but by any means, I know I’ll find a way |
I hide my anger when I pray God keeps the rain away from me |
We got west siders, low riders, hydraulics |
Front liners, bank robbers, get-away drivers |
West siders, low riders, hydraulics |
Front liners, bank robbers, get-away drivers |
You know my MO was to p-pu-put it down and get it crackin' |
And a Top Dawg can’t fuck 'round with no has-been |
What’s happenin'? |
And the rain turns to flood |
Even God would say that’s tragic |
Wanna see what’s up my sleeve? |
Wouldn’t not wanna be no addict out here |
You can’t duck from all that shit, it’s automatic out here |
Doin' damage out here, yeah, yeah |
Got my hands in the sky, givin' hand on the rise |
Said it is what it is, let it be what it be |
Shine like I never had nothin' |
'Cause I never had nothin', what it do, man |
You can’t duck from all that shit, it’s automatic out here |
Doin' damage out here, yeah |
I hide my anger when I pray God keeps the rain away from me |
We got west siders, low riders, hydraulics |
Front liners, bank robbers, get-away drivers |
My blunt look like highlighter, way too high with my lighter |
Please do not get me started, got CDG on my body |
CPT, we iconic, throw fingers and speak Ebonics |
GP, we need more dollars on G-O-D, yeah |
Why you feel so entitled to what I got in my wallet? |
If you wanna get that profit, first you gotta get shit poppin' |
Ski mask and black Impalas, two-hundred-thousand dollars |
They’ll never understand it, real niggas run the planet |
She came over with no panties, we count up them rubber bands |
And I’m causin' that pussy damage, don’t sleep on me |
I put up with the homies, we linkin' up with shawties |
Please don’t shoot up the party |
Please don’t shoot up the party tonight, yeah, tonight |
'Cause you keep all that bullshit outside |
.30 on my hip in case of rainy day |
.50 in the safe in case of rainy day |
All the thirsty bitches on me, keep them games away |
Really I just wanna keep the rain away |
I feel like Nate Dogg, smokin' that ganj |
No barkin' from the dogs, today seems kinda odd |
Things change, but by any means, I know I’ll find a way |
I hide my anger when I pray God keeps the rain away from me |
Ski mask and black Impalas, two-hundred-thousand dollars |
They’ll never understand it, real niggas run the planet |