Sunflowers Lyrics – Som, Prince Ferg
Singer: Som, Prince Ferg
Title: Sunflowers
All these f#cking b#tches got my mind going crazy
Walk around pocket full of sun call me kc
Ac cool it down all these b#tches know me now
I just spit my soul while i stroll through my hometown
Closer to the heat than six in eleven
But you know we always reppin’ for the six four seven
Ay wait
Never knowin what we bringing
Lemme open up your mind muhf#cker whatchu thinking bout
My flow like venom
This sh#t be in my genes like it was denim
Catch an mc speaking on me and you know that we gon dead em
Yeah my flow hit your еars like a muhf#ckin’ renegadе
Style drip like honey bittersweet like lemonade
Rainy days in the past like summer drop a b#tch an then we gunner
Put em down on all fours like a motherf#cking hummer
We on mars like a rover
Yeah b#tch catch me in the clouds you ain’t findin’ me sober
I ain’t participatin’ i’m just bearin’ witness
Good girls no love survival of the thickest
Yeah you stalking all these b#tches like celery no mc be ahead of me
No beat alike snowfall be my melody
Victory close like a relative
God damn the room be feelin’ empty wheres the motherf#ckin’ elephant
Elegant my flow press the gas and make it go
I don’t want the money honey i just wanna let em know
What i been doin all this time i been all up on that grind
Cardio for your brain yeah let me jog your mind
Your style weak like your game
I ain’t ever gettin’ named last put that on my last name
Put it on my momma like my father
Tryna scrap don’t even bother
b#tch don’t even step to my court i’m a baller
Caught up in the rapture like a sinner
A beginner to the life of luxury
b#tch i’m a winner winner
All these f#cking b#tches got my mind going crazy
Walk around pocket full of sun call me kc
Ac cool it down all these b#tches know me now
I just spit my soul while i stroll through my hometown
Closer to the heat than six in eleven
But you know we always reppin’ for the six four seven
Ay wait
Never knowin what we bringing
Lemme open up your mind muhf#cker whatchu thinking bout
Cruisin’ down the street yeah you know what’s up
I’m with all my boys and we crazy as f#ck
Yeah you know they always there
Backin’ me up
Got a dog on a leash and we stacking some funds
150 in the fast lane
Go hop on a nice plane
Man’s in the rap game
Wishin’ for some nice fame
All these people psycho
Hit em wit that ice tho
You think that we lie no
Sticking with my real bro
What you think this is no talking today
Yeah just keep on workin’ i don’t care what u say
This track goes hard yeah i’m feelin’ really blessed
But i’m still waiting on the package
That you sent
All these haters in the yard and they calling me out
It’d be hard to hear them talk wit a gun in they mouth
Fedex got the pack that’s coming my way
If you touching my guap then it’s the end of your day
Scrupulous rhymes while you be scraping scraps
No retribution munitions stay stocked up with caps
As i wander through each three six five i realize i don’t gotta be six five to see over these lies
That you spittin’ in your written’s they be smitten
Surgical i be stichin’ up these b#tches man they visions be vicious
Huh
Lil homie where you at
Prince ferg meducation on the track muhf#cka bring it back
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