Leroyce Sunny Nights
[Verse 1]
Look street lights on, nigga never reached home yet
But I'm reaching for the cognac/
It be cul-de-sac chilling, while we corner store living, these newports slowly writing my toe tag/
Still I blow death in the air like the reapers around/
Swear we living now/
Put the cigarrette down is what they tell me, I ain't putting it out/
Killing my lungs, never killing the style/
Keeping it wild, while I cruise the city, one hand on the wheel got me feeling like the mothafucking king my nigga/
But the chariot broke, trunk don't close, and these horses ain't really up to speed my nigga/
Wait, who give a f..ck, I could give a f..ck less, right?/
Mentality like you don't wanna see this left right/
Kill em with the pen they don't gotta see the lead write/
But in the night they see the head lights/
[PreHook]
Either I'm, sipping slow/
Or getting throwed/
See the pace be controlling the way we roll/
Still laid back, but now I let them bitches know/
That I ain't the same nigga that you seen before/
Used to give me the cold shoulder, now a nigga cold/
Used to want nothing from a nigga, now want nut and some more, ain't that some shit/
Nigga I've been out of the door/
I call my homies up, I'm back on the road, and now they got me here/
[Hook]
Mobbing with my nigga's, steady looking at my cellular/
Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure/
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this earth/
Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word/
Mobbing with my nigga's, steady looking at my cellular/
Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure/
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this earth/
Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word/
[Verse2]
She see the way we moving/
She been down with the team, now she tryna get down with the movement/
Keep it in motion, please keep the shit moving/
Cuz all she ever worried bout is what a nigga got/
Not shit, but a couple newports in the box/
But she want the imports that just ported on the lot/
Baby hold that thought/
Ima get that spot/
But see right now, I've been on that block/
Trina build my team up to reach that top/
So I can put that top down up on that drop/
And her panties drop down, she back on top/
And before I drop down, know I'm gone pop/
They say a young nigga hot now, and he just won't stop/
Because I came with a team now, and they came with a plot/
[PreHook]
Now see either I'm, sipping slow/
Or getting throwed/
See the pace be controlling the way we roll/
Still laid back, but now I let them bitches know/
That I ain't the same nigga that you seen before/
Used to give me the cold shoulder, now a nigga cold/
Used to want nothing from a nigga, now want nut and some more, ain't that some shit/
Nigga I've been out of the door/
I call my homies up, im back on the road, and now they got me here/
[Hook]
Mobbing with my nigga's, steady looking at my cellular/
Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure/
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this earth/
Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word/
Mobbing with my nigga's, steady looking at my cellular/
Whats the move or what we get into, we never know for sure/
Pills we popping, pray my heart don't stop and then I leave this earth/
Music dropping, bitches gone be knocking at my door, oh word/