Album Cover Sunny Nights

Sunny Nights

LeRoyce

7

Street lights on, nigga never reached home yet

But I′m reaching for the cognac

It be cul-de-sac chilling,

While we corner store living, newport's slowly writing my toe tag

Still I blow death in the air like the reapers around

Swear we living now

Put the cigarrette down is what they tell me, I ain′t putting it out

Killing my lungs, never killing the style

Keeping it wild, while I cruise the city,

One hand on the wheel got me

Feeling like the mothafucking king my nigga

But the chariot broke, trunk don't close,

And these horses ain't really up to speed my nigga

Wait, who give a fuck, I could give a fuck less, right?

Mentality like you don′t wanna see this left right

Kill em with the pen they don′t gotta see the lead write

But in the night they see the head lights

Either I'm, sipping slow

Or getting throwed

See the pace be controlling the way we roll

Still laid back, but now I let them bitches know

That I ain′t the same nigga that you seen before

Used to give me the cold shoulder, now a nigga cold

Used to want nothing from a nigga,

Now want nut and some more, ain't that some shit

Nigga I′ve been out of the door

I call my homies up, I'm back on the road, and now they got me here

Mobbing with my nigga′s, steady looking at my cellular

Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure

Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this earth

Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word

Mobbing with my nigga's, steady looking at my cellular

Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure

Pills we popping, pray my heart don′t stop and then I leave this earth

Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word

She see the way we moving

She been down with the team, now she tryna get down with the movement

Keep it in motion, please keep the shit moving

Cuz all she ever worried bout is what a nigga got

Not shit, but a couple newports in the box

But she want the imports that just ported on the low

Baby hold that thought

Ima get that spot

But see right now, Ive been on that block

Trina build my team up to reach that top

So I can put that top down up on that drop

And her panties drop down, she back on top

And before i drop down, know I′m gone pop

They say a young nigga hot now, and he just won't stop

Because I came with a team now, and they came with a plot

Now see either I′m, sipping slow

Or getting throwed

See the pace be controlling the way we roll

Still laid back, but now I let them bitches know

That I ain't the same nigga that you seen before

Used to give me the cold shoulder, now a nigga cold

Used to want nothing from a nigga,

Now want nut and some more, ain′t that some shit

Nigga I've been out of the door

I call my homies up, im back on the road, and now they got me here

Mobbing with my nigga′s, steady looking at my cellular

Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure

Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this earth

Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word

Mobbing with my nigga's, steady looking at my cellular

Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure

Pills we popping, pray my heart don′t stop and then I leave this earth

Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word