[Intro]
Rainy day, sunny day
Rainy day, sunny day
Rainy day, sunny day
Rainy day, sunny day

[Verse 1]
I love the sun so yeah I (hate it when the rain pour)
Now I said it to the world
(Now it's gonna rain more)
The journey that I'm startin', I'm unsure of where i'm headin'
Got a map, a GPS, a compass just to keep me steady
I don't know about life, I don't know if i'm right
Mind jogging at night, really wish I had a light
Little angel by my side
But I gotta make a choice
And I gotta have my voice
Gotta follow what my heart
Tell me when it's really dark
Like the shine in a spark
Wait is that an angel?

[Verse 2: Zilla]
Nah, not a angel baby
But I keep it real one hundred always, like my name is Franklin
Heard you going through some things and needed guidance
Follow me like gravity, I'm sure I'll let the tide in
Look, life is hard, life is tough
You a bitch, and I'm a thug
You is soft, heavens sake
I'ma send you to your fate
If you ready take my hand, now, why the fuck you take my hand?
God damn, I was playing little man
[Verse 3]
Wait, me a little man?
When I could fit you in my hand and have you squashed like little ants
I'll leave you shaking in your pants if you wanna throw down and dance
I been dealing with work and parents apparently not apparent by you
Now who you be?
Comin' out that pot I cleaned
Last night, when I stuffed down beans
With a side of some Mac and Cheese
With ramen and extra seas, that's short for seasonin'
Who am I beefin' with, now why you here, what's your reasonin'?

[Verse 4: Zilla]
Little man, I can grow the size of mini vans
Shrink it down to human hands, then tower tall as buildings stand
I came to help you with the battle, you gonna lose
Whether you want my help or not, it's up to you to choose

[Verse 5]
Woah, did not expect you to grow
What battle you talkin' about?
Look, I've never battled a foe, man
Been on my own solo, stuck in my dome slowmo
Thinking bout shit I regret, like how I used to chase a check
And dreams that are still dreams cause people kicked them down stream
By people who ain't believe, never thought I would achieve
And that shit hurts me, I let it work me
I try to brush it off, but it's steady lurkin'
[Outro]
Look
You blabbering bitch, you sensitive shit
I can give a fuck what you did
My interest is in, only how the story will end
Now pick your will up off the floor and put a guard on yah chin
It's hard on these streets, if you put the work in you eat
Now rise to yah feet, you against the world so compete
You lucky its me, I'm the realest n***a you'll meet
A hundred I keep, now pack your bag with drinks and a treat