Dufflebagg J, Trill Robb - Sunny Days Lyrics

All a nigga ever wanted was some sunny days
Everyday I'm in that field cause I came to play
I'm sliding around the tone with a fuccin baby k
I'm just praying I don't get stucc up in my ways
My do's is suicide it make me smile cause I came from nothing
The gutta was cold hearted but it help build a youngin
Fell in love with the trenches all we did was thuggin
Cross me up when we catch you we finna get to dumpin
I'm independent I'll slide do you up all on my own
All my niggas clutching dirty pistols I can get you gone
I've been trappin cause that's all I seen where I was from
Trap inside my hood ill pop my gun and make you run
I was in the hood everyday catching plays
I flipped a nicc into a bricc it felt like yesterday
I had it hard on my knees I had to fuccin pray
Told god forgive me for stepping on niggas in my way
Now my money long I ball out like the NBA
Raccs up in my pocket give a fucc what you say
I'm strapped up with a roccet 1oo shots ain't no James
The pacc touchdown we dem boys like the saints
Ima go getta I tell that hoe that I'm getta
Young fly boy I'm a codeine sippa
Cap a nigga down call me Jack the ripper
Big boss moves only fucc with big booty strippas
Baby Draco in my lap
I can make this choppa clap
I'm a hood nigga you know So I keep a strap
Main bitch got a fat ass so I give it a slap
Dufflebagg on the tracc so you know that bitch snaps
If you run up on me I might get yo ass gone
You'll fucc around get smoked by the end of this song
How that's yo hoe but I got that bitch in a thong
Guess she love me cause a nigga dicc long
223's on me nigga keep that banger on my waist
Fuccin with dufflebagg you won't make it out safe
Sticc got a switch with the net to catch all the case
No shells means they ain't even got a fuccin trace
Ima have to hop up in the whip and do the race
100 On the dash engine drowning out the bass
Duccin all the oops ain't tryna catch no case
If it's pressure ima let some hallows fly today
Head hunting niggas when you see me better ducc
Shots out the whip Ill leave a broke boy stucc
I'm a gangsta nigga I just don't give a fucc
Real Texas boy I stay sipping out my double cupp
All a nigga ever wanted was some sunny days
Everyday I'm in that field cause I came to play
Im sliding around the tone with a fuckin baby k
I'm just praying I don't get stucc up in my ways
I neva needed shit bitch I got it on my own
I'm coolin wit that choppa yea I'm rollin wit a that pole
Aye pussy nigga run up he get hit up in his dome
Yea ten beams up couple gloccs and a fo
I really be the same nigga I just switched the flo
Yea niggas think I changed cause I got it on my own
Imma cold nigga imma pop out hit ya dome
Ill send you a couple feet that nigga in the flo
I got it out the gutta had to stash it in the safe
Tooly on my hip nigga know that ion play
Real tone killa betta know that I'm gon spray
Yea ain't no comin bacc when I hit you in the face
I hit the dash cause I ain't finna catch a case
Hollow point at ya door I ain finna leave a trace
Keep a fuccin gloss my nigga slidin wit the k
I Got that thang on hip betta ducc cause imma spray
Imma youngin doin thangs that these niggas can't
Aye i'm rollin thru the tone wit a fuccin strap
Get up in my face you betta take a step bacc
I'm runnin thru the game im really bout to over lap
Runnin up my money only way to fuccin trap
Them niggas wanna talk run it up I neva lacc
Racin to the checc beat it up like a tracc
These hoes on my line cause I jumped up in my Bag
Started off of nun so I ran it to a hunnid
Imma Young fly nigga yea you know just how i'm comin
7.62 Yea it get to fuccin Dumpin
Trappin every night im addicted to that money
I'm neva at the crib i'm really always up to something
Turnin up my music yeah you know the speakers bumping
Hop on to that stage got the whole crowd jumping
Turn up to my shit imma go and count my money
All a nigga ever wanted was just some sunny days
Everyday i'm in that field cause I came to play
Im sliding around the tone with a fuccin baby k
I'm just praying I don't get stucc up in my ways

All a nigga ever wanted was some sunny days
Everyday I'm in that field cause I came to play
I'm sliding around the tone with a fuccin baby k
I'm just praying I don't get stucc up in my ways
My do's is suicide it make me smile cause I came from nothing
The gutta was cold hearted but it help build a youngin
Fell in love with the trenches all we did was thuggin
Cross me up when we catch you we finna get to dumpin
I'm independent I'll slide do you up all on my own
All my niggas clutching dirty pistols I can get you gone
I've been trappin cause that's all I seen where I was from
Trap inside my hood ill pop my gun and make you run
I was in the hood everyday catching plays
I flipped a nicc into a bricc it felt like yesterday
I had it hard on my knees I had to fuccin pray
Told god forgive me for stepping on niggas in my way
Now my money long I ball out like the NBA
Raccs up in my pocket give a fucc what you say
I'm strapped up with a roccet 1oo shots ain't no James
The pacc touchdown we dem boys like the saints
Ima go getta I tell that hoe that I'm getta
Young fly boy I'm a codeine sippa
Cap a nigga down call me Jack the ripper
Big boss moves only fucc with big booty strippas
Baby Draco in my lap
I can make this choppa clap
I'm a hood nigga you know So I keep a strap
Main bitch got a fat ass so I give it a slap
Dufflebagg on the tracc so you know that bitch snaps
If you run up on me I might get yo ass gone
You'll fucc around get smoked by the end of this song
How that's yo hoe but I got that bitch in a thong
Guess she love me cause a nigga dicc long
223's on me nigga keep that banger on my waist
Fuccin with dufflebagg you won't make it out safe
Sticc got a switch with the net to catch all the case
No shells means they ain't even got a fuccin trace
Ima have to hop up in the whip and do the race
100 On the dash engine drowning out the bass
Duccin all the oops ain't tryna catch no case
If it's pressure ima let some hallows fly today
Head hunting niggas when you see me better ducc
Shots out the whip Ill leave a broke boy stucc
I'm a gangsta nigga I just don't give a fucc
Real Texas boy I stay sipping out my double cupp
All a nigga ever wanted was some sunny days
Everyday I'm in that field cause I came to play
Im sliding around the tone with a fuckin baby k
I'm just praying I don't get stucc up in my ways
I neva needed shit bitch I got it on my own
I'm coolin wit that choppa yea I'm rollin wit a that pole
Aye pussy nigga run up he get hit up in his dome
Yea ten beams up couple gloccs and a fo
I really be the same nigga I just switched the flo
Yea niggas think I changed cause I got it on my own
Imma cold nigga imma pop out hit ya dome
Ill send you a couple feet that nigga in the flo
I got it out the gutta had to stash it in the safe
Tooly on my hip nigga know that ion play
Real tone killa betta know that I'm gon spray
Yea ain't no comin bacc when I hit you in the face
I hit the dash cause I ain't finna catch a case
Hollow point at ya door I ain finna leave a trace
Keep a fuccin gloss my nigga slidin wit the k
I Got that thang on hip betta ducc cause imma spray
Imma youngin doin thangs that these niggas can't
Aye i'm rollin thru the tone wit a fuccin strap
Get up in my face you betta take a step bacc
I'm runnin thru the game im really bout to over lap
Runnin up my money only way to fuccin trap
Them niggas wanna talk run it up I neva lacc
Racin to the checc beat it up like a tracc
These hoes on my line cause I jumped up in my Bag
Started off of nun so I ran it to a hunnid
Imma Young fly nigga yea you know just how i'm comin
7.62 Yea it get to fuccin Dumpin
Trappin every night im addicted to that money
I'm neva at the crib i'm really always up to something
Turnin up my music yeah you know the speakers bumping
Hop on to that stage got the whole crowd jumping
Turn up to my shit imma go and count my money
All a nigga ever wanted was just some sunny days
Everyday i'm in that field cause I came to play
Im sliding around the tone with a fuccin baby k
I'm just praying I don't get stucc up in my ways