Rainy Dayz

What do you know about becoming a man I've been looking for the answers I don't seem to understand Where the time between growing up and adulthood chose to be friends Well I've been old as f*ck since the day I chose to descend I'm and old soul flow snow stowed in the Benz And I'm cold so hoes know I don't need no friends And I'm oh so close honing skills for the spins I swear I'll ghost this coast, but I'ma be here again What you know bout the man Some would say he's a stoner Some would say he's a brother, father like figure Diplomas would never matter, has matters like Family And his dad could just never master the art of monogamy so he's bastard To people glancing around But would they ask not a sound And he always wondered why his pops would never pass him around As time went on he grew to know his Grams and Mom shut him out Here goes another story told about a kid with some doubt Where I want to go Is close if I believe But what's the price of all the fame if I sell all my dreams No one can come between, me and the mirror dog This music here is like a gift and I'm giving it all But when you're too involved That's when they start to hate Don't pay attention hold your ground and start to levitate I gotta find some peace of mind and reach anyway I'll keep the sun in my pocket save it for rainy days So what you know about becoming the man I've been writing hooks and stanzas just for me to understand That the time between being broke and the come up about to end I don't believe in luck, just the effort I'm putting in If you don't know me then don't pretend that we're friends And I don't smoke weed with anyone but my kin I don't mold my teeth but know my soul is golden And I cope with the beef by making heat with a pen So I don't really intend to give in to pressure creepin And I've spent some time dealing with people denying the gift of music High and I'm feeling lucid Lucy could drop a few in I'm viewing this as a movement For anyone who induces me to give in to doubt You will get thrown out And no I'm not a paperboy but boy the paper's my route And this one here's for anyone who ever raised an eyebrow Bitch I'm still here and won't be done until I'm laid in the ground Where I want to go Is close if I believe But what's the price of all the fame if I sell all my dreams No one can come between, me and the mirror dog If what I have is called a gift then I'm giving it all But when I'm too involved That's when they start to hate Don't pay attention, hold your ground and watch it levitate I gotta find some peace of mind and reach anyway I'll keep the sun in my pocket save it for rainy days Where I want to go Is close if I believe But what's the price of all the fame if I sell all my dreams No one can come between, me and the mirror dog If what I have is called a gift then I'm giving it all But when I'm too involved That's when they start to hate Don't pay attention, hold your ground and watch it levitate I gotta find some peace of mind and reach anyway I'll keep the sun in my pocket save it for rainy days