Rainy Days lyrics

[Hook]
f*ck wrong with these coppas?
They killin' my kind, they killin' my kind
They gettin' away
Three months suspended, but still gettin' paid
I'm from B-more, so my hands go up for Freddie Gray
It's too many rainy days, it's too many rainy days
Like, when will the sun come out?
They killed my dawg, I ain't get a chance to see his sun come out
It's too many rainy days, it's too many rainy days
It's too many rainy days, like, when will the sun come out?

[Verse 1: President Davo]
First off f*ck the law, tell them b*tches to free the crew
And free all the real n*ggas that be sittin' for sh*t they ain't even do
They killin' my kind, damn
n*gga it could be me or you
Or both of us, they cold blooded, I'm just tellin' the truth
It's too many rainy days yeah, it's too many rainy days
n*ggas ain't even gettin' no money, these n*ggas be too busy hatin'
I used to sit in the basement, I used to write 'til my hands hurt
Think you gon' do something to one of my n*ggas
Then I'ma hit you and yo' mans first
n*gga we part of this damn war, they killin' us like a damn sport
Me and my n*ggas ain't goin' for it
Remember, everything was goin' good

[Hook]
f*ck wrong with these coppas?
They killin' my kind, they killin' my kind
They gettin' away
Three months suspended, but still gettin' paid
I'm from B-more, so my hands go up for Freddie Gray
It's too many rainy days, it's too many rainy days
Like, when will the sun come out?
They killed my dawg, I ain't get a chance to see his sun come out
It's too many rainy days, it's too many rainy days
It's too many rainy days, like, when will the sun come out?
[Verse 2: Young Moose]
Whatchu know about the f*ckin' streets
When you comin' outta Baltimore?
Police keep killin' n*ggas, make a n*gga wanna start a war
I been really goin' through some sh*t
I been goin' to court 'bout this lil' b*tch
That had me sittin' with a no bail
My lawyer got me back on the bricks
Only thing I got good, they don't ask for a n*gga p*ss
Every time I get booked, They ask about the True Bill sh*t
I told y'all, I'on know nothin', hit my lawyer up
Gave him more money
Every time one hater go, seem like it be more comin'
Nosy b*tches all in my business, askin' me how my store runnin'
Lil' n*ggas gettin' big headed, whole time, you don't store nothin'
My lil' n*ggas straight young gunnas
They'll put the bullets right in ya honda
Catch his ass when it's foggy out
Guarantee he won't see the summer

[Hook]
f*ck wrong with these coppas?
They killin' my kind, they killin' my kind
They gettin' away
Three months suspended, but still gettin' paid
I'm from B-more, so my hands go up for Freddie Gray
It's too many rainy days, it's too many rainy days
Like, when will the sun come out?
They killed my dawg, I ain't get a chance to see his sun come out
It's too many rainy days, it's too many rainy days
It's too many rainy days, like, when will the sun come out?