Sunny Day

Lyrics

[Intro: Rokky] Yeah, Country (Baow- baow) Yo, no, I ain't comin' to the club, man You know what I gotta do, bro What do you mean what I gotta do? (Carlos got that heat) [Chorus: Rokky] You know I gotta hit the strip with intentions to money make It still snows on a sunny day Nike Tech, Rolex on a bummy day We got smoke, can't stop for jakes Hit the strip with intentions to money make It still snows on a sunny day Nike Tech, Rolex on a bummy day We got smoke, can't stop for jakes [Verse 1: Rokky] Pree the ambient lights when it's midnight Late night drive, I'm telling home girl "Sit tight" From young, I always knew that I would shine Good guy turned bad when around hood guys Pree the ice on my wrist, ice on my neck Day-Date, Jacob & Co's and Patek's I'm so real, if I diе I'll probably resurrect Somewhеre in the countryside, nowhere near Bethlehem Feds just caught Zino, it's a wrap Thirty-six Z's and they got sweets with that— If I'm being so honest, I dunno when he's back But I got him always, till the day that he lands Dropped twenty in Dubai, that was light change Jumped out the Lambo, straight to the white Range Half a mill in jewels, soon be on Ice Age Way too lit for these girls to play mind games [Chorus: Rokky] Hit the strip with intentions to money make It still snows on a sunny day Nike Tech, Rolex on a bummy day We got smoke, can't stop for jakes [Verse 2: Maroc] I don't Crip walk, I still throw my C's up Tell my young boy "Fuck the beef, go get your P's up" Banging for a block, what's the point, there's no street love I need that stupid kinda money like I'm Steve Jobs And all my people on the same thing, we chase guap I was hella hot and still trapping out the same spot Money have to make, my whole team grind nonstop And when you come up from the bottom, hard to reach the top Bruddas wanna bitch, that's the energy I don't need My akhis in the trap made a killing off these dope fiends And for my space, catch a flight, phone on DND I'm in the trap, banging Booter Bee or TMP [Verse 3: Booter Bee] I'll slap the gauge and turn the strip into a sunny day I can catch a case and take a one-way holiday Flying on the M-way, we don't deal dead flake I give work out and get the money back in ten days They could never fuck with my street cred I'm the only Booter, all them others are BTEC He was never with the gang, he's a reject Jailhouse, I would swing my nank before I hold any G-checks 2023, what, everybody's bad now? Let me say it louder for them clowns in the background This is F block, we're squeezing at everything He had a little name till he got shot, now he's irrelevant [Verse 4: Blaze] She call me sexy and she ask why I don't show my face Just pulled on a pagan in a dinger, now I'm changing plates I love the hate, I keep on grinding nigga, fuck the breaks Used to have no money in my pockets, now the times have changed Lost it then I made it back, Call of Duty double tap Cutting trees, lumberjack, important like a quarterback Trap life, get P's running through these dope fiends Talking like they're trappy but they never seen a whole key Diamonds round my neck, I spent sixty in Patek If she giving me that stress, I'll drop her off and link her friend Link gyal, good vibes, youngers running dope lines Peng ting up on FaceTime while I'm breaking down a quick nine [Chorus: Rokky] Hit the strip with intentions to money make It still snows on a sunny day Nike Tech, Rolex on a bummy day We got smoke, can't stop for jakes