Sumday
Title | Sumday |
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Artist | Medslaus |
Album | Poorboy |
Release Date | May 2017 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] Uhh Trippin' but I can’t write shit Hate it when it get like this Split my wig Plottin', tryna get it Actin' like I don’t know that they give mics cheddar Actin' like Imma blow but it feel like never We'll live life better Bread in abundance Hungry, I was some That's 99 plus one (99 plus one) [Verse 2] It's a hundred thousand ways to get a mil Hope that one of them is sayin' how you feel It's real niggas that steal and pay they bills How you feel, I was lookin' Like you either in them books or ducking bookings Like you either gonna take or get it took-en Shit, I learned from mistakes I made in Brooklyn You let your brother tell me why you wanna jux him [Chorus] Pressure on me like the sun rays But I don’t feel too bad some days We is sayin’, maybe one day Lil' nigga gotta get it more than one way Pressure on me like the sun rays But I don’t feel too bad some days [Verse 3] You ran for the streets You killing it kid You got custodies You can't keep your hands out the street Mom want you outta here You got Gold on your neck and lies on your teeth Get mad money, I see Poorboy Mad money, sad money Things been looking kinda blue these days I once knew two boys Both of them; get to the bread Both of them wasn't using they head Both of them; dead You might also like[Verse 4] Poorboy get Into the money He said you get Into the money And not know what you be getting yourself into And I- And I hate to be the bearer of bad news But uh.... Poorboy Don't nobody care about Benji when his best friend’s black That's why he blue, ain't it? That's why he blue, ain't it? That's why he blue, ain't it? That's why he blue, ain't it? Them two boys was just like you All they ever wanted was change for a hundred Change for a hundred! And word on the street is you killing it, kid |