Sunnyside Freestyle Lyrics

Is there any circumstance

That you could envision

It'd keep you from playing

Any snipers in the room?

We're ready to get it on

I am the self proclaimed prophecy

No other rapper

Shall ever be as hot as me

Flow more historic than Homer's Odyssey

Windows tinted like

(Wayne) Brady

Roof of the car

Look like Colin Mochrie

Drive by shootings

And armed robbery

10 to 1 Odds

Looking like the lottery

We got more greens

Than a collard green

Dollar Bills

Always been a part of me

So much so

I got more green in the arteries

Than a bag in the arms

Of a triple armed robbery

Hits after hits like

I'm crafting the Carter III

Tools on deck

Like a full fledged carpentry

Drink all night

About smoke all day

All work, no fun

Like we stuck in foreplay

Tres shooters by the border

Juan Miguel and Jorge

Shoot first then ask questions

Pow pow por que?

Read between the lines of the cocaine

Get the cheese with the bread

Plus the side of the romaine

Swerving on the beat

Like we driving on the

Side of the road man

Top floor looking empty

Like a bald niggah head

Get the rogaine

Get the cash

Hit the gas

Light it up like its propane

All we wanted was

The motherfucking dope man

MVP of the motherfucking dope game

Can't take the little bitty pieces

Cause we came for the whole thang

We don't rock rocks in our watches

No ice on the gold chain

We put heat on the tracks

Keep the swag on the low man

Seeing all these haters with subpoenas

And a court date

Welcome to the cyphe ho

Puff puff and rotate

(Like) (Like) (Like)

It's the world around the sun

Making ellipses

14 shots of vodka

And I'm not even tipsy

Always about the hustle

Rest in peace Nipsey Hussle

Left the towel at the gym

To put the cash in the duffle

Break walls

With nothing but them bare knuckles

But I'm strapped like a buckle

Black Belt

Never heard the story

So I had to retell

Load the merch in the trunk

Like a niggah work in retail

Bought the biggest picture in the office

But I couldn't spot the detail

Turn the wholesale

To another retail

Hit me up for the prices

Via DM, email, we work

Turn that shit to we sell

It's a vibe on the track

Bitches bounce on the soul train

Welcome to the cyphe ho

Bust that ass and rotate

All she want is the money

But that pussy ain't expensive

I could fuck all day

Like a niggah got suspension

Shawty got class

And I'm special ed detention

Farewell to my haters

Crossing oceans with the gators

Ain't no room in the tomb

Lara Croft with the raider

Aces roll on a race

Hit it twice

Watch it fade

Make it run

Outta space

Had a lot on my plate

But I ate

Had a lock on the gun

And the rocks in the rum

Had the gotta

Gotta have it phase

So I got it

Gotta stunt

Man these flockas

They can't stop us

We colossal

We on top

Quite colonic

In a bottle

Like a ginnie

Get the tonic

Hit the gas

Supersonic

About to go snatch

Coins like I'm sonic

Gotta go fast

Can't outlast the last of us

Ain't no one left after us

Got the powder in the bowl

And I'm about to batter up

Like a uncharged phone

I'm about to power up

I need three girls at all times

Like the motherfucking power puffs

Only came twice

Till she said that your hours up

But it's my time

Top floor of the Burj couldn't tower us

As they look with empty hands

Rain man shower us

Get your shower cap

Bitches

Going broke with the riches

Shawty want the riches

So I gave her the Richard

Smiled three times

But they didn't get the picture

Ordered three times

But I didn't get the pitcher

Momma raised a champ

And your momma raised a quitter

If I'm sweet with the finances

You niggahs would be bitter

Trigger finger ready

Like I'm Donald with the Twitter

We don't rock rocks in our chains

No ice on my gold chain

We put heat on the tracks

With the swag on the low man

Serving all these haters with subpoenas

And a court date

Welcome to the cyphe ho

Bust that ass and rotate

(Bust that ass and rotate)

(Bust, bust that ass and rotate)