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sunshine 2 - natek lyrics

(natek back at it, for real for real)
yeah
aye
aye
yuh
yuh
[chorus]
yeah
me and v.a. back at it again
we seeing sunny days ahead until we countin’ up ten
all the sh*t that we could do wit just a pad and a pen
i don’t know why this sh*t come easy making racks in the den yuh
they don’t wanna see me win and that’s a fact i know
picking up a hundred fast then i count it slow
all this rapping sh*t i do i never trap oh no
real women out there i could never trust no hoe

[verse]
yea i’m climbing to the top and that’s a fact
man i do it all for the lord and that’s the realest ain’t no cap
when u think u got it easy then u don’t know how to act
i’m really grinding for the people ion do it for the rats
i know what to do
this ain’t nothin new
ya we just did 1 and this is number 2
make a m then i flip it get another too
make a m then i flip it get a w

[verse * lil v.a.]
yuh lean wit it
yeah we bounce wit it
natek and lil v.a. know we back at it
cooking up another banger in the trap wit it
life is good and the future gon’ be packing it, (woah)
all for the money
only chasing a bag
if they ain’t running up a check
what’s the use for that
count ‘em up, then you blow the racks just as fast
we on a trip but you ain’t got the money for gas
he talking and talking
but he know he ain’t gon do nun’
this a track meet b*tch, and you better run
blowing money fast and it ain’t all ones
i’m just tryna’ blow up wit my real ones
make you sing like roddy richh in this b*tch
better hope you not a snitch up in this b*tch
on and off like a light switch in this b*tch
that’s my dawg, coming like john wick wit his stick

[verse * soysauce]
(outside may be rainy but the stu still sunny
big boogers on my neck, got your nose feeling runny
spending v*day with your b*tch, ya she calling me honey
waking up for the grind, gotta work for our money)

outside may be rainy but the stu still sunny
big boogers on my neck, got your nose feeling runny
spending v*day with your b*tch, ya she calling me honey
waking up for the grind, gotta work for our money
counting stacks in the back like a hay stack
student loans they ain’t gonna make us pay back
with the crew in the 6ix in the maybach
soon as we blew up, the fake ones came back
you know we freezing up north in the land of the snow
lil bro think he tough, but he can’t take a blow
you know we ain’t flo rida but these hoes getting low
i ain’t gonna rush your sh*t, so imma take it slow

[chorus]
me and v.a. back at it again
we seeing sunny days ahead until we countin’ up ten
all the sh*t that we could do wit just a pad and a pen
i don’t know why this sh*t come easy making racks in the den yuh
they don’t wanna see me win and that’s a fact i know
picking up a hundred fast then i count it slow
all this rapping sh*t i do i never trap oh no
real women out there i could never trust no hoe

- natek lyrics

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