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[Chorus: Shots] Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game Move milli, ain't talkin' Wayne, never go against the grain Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game Need a milli just like Wayne, never go against the grain, uh [Verse 1: 7xvethegenius] Huh, I was raised by robbers and killers Bitches be in these bird-ass niggas who go gorilla Everything tryna kill us, every day hearin' murder I don't know what they feel us 'Bout how messed her nerve was, my mother was still a hoe But listening to Dilla, had a really good concealer Since servin' up by the look of it, all my clothing was took in it Never mattered 'cause ain't no readin' when talkin' bookin', nah Know a whole bunch of crooks and shit Can barely make a home, but I bet I can cook for it Be gettin' rid of phones like eviction-ridden homes I mean, this shit in my soul like I got it script in stone Business mind, how you think I signed? I can text you golden rhymes 'cause this shit has been designed My nigga got the nine, I know sixes in the vine [?] that held the line, I need M's, those are mine [Chorus: Shots] Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game Move milli, ain't talkin' Wayne, never go against the grain Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game Need a milli just like Wayne, never go against the grain, uh [Verse 2: Flee Lord] (Okay, okay, okay, okay) Rainy days make your bones hurt from all that chrome work That's why the shots rain out, it'll make your home twerk That's the yin and the yang, sippin' gin why you slang We ain't friends, we ain't game, fuck yo' Benz and yo' Range Take the good with the bad, in the hood with the mag Catch you steamin' at the feast, nigga, kush mixed with crab Never go against the grain, 'cept I know I make it rain Rollin' chopper after chopper tryna blow away my pain We ain't homies or the same, we ain't bros before the fame Should've checked your side mirrors before you chose your fuckin' lane (Skrrrt) Your production on slack, product dustin' off gats Kick some homies out the whip, I was cuttin' off slack Clout-chasin', goofy nigga, not about paper About faces, used to love us, now them clowns hate us, uh Drumwork diva, number one, first heaters On the run, thirst-seekers comin' from the earth-bleeders, uh Tappin' in with law [?] capturin' the raw nurse If the rappin' fall apart, I'm trappin' till they all served A gentleman, a goon, half of lemon on the spoon Need a big (Lord, Lord) when I enter any room, wow [Chorus: Shots] Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game Move milli, ain't talkin' Wayne, never go against the grain Sunny days wouldn't be so special if it wasn't for rain Life wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Just keep it easy, believe, and stay true to the game Need a milli just like Wayne, never go against the grain, uh