Suns do shine lyrics

[Hook]
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust, we make the pus*y n*gga play
And yet we stay on the ground, n*gga, we’re getting it up
n*gga, we’re getting it up
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust, we make the pus*y n*gga play
And yet we stay on the ground, n*gga, we’re getting it up
n*gga, we’re getting it up

[Verse 1: Birdman]
n*gga, money talk bulsh*t walk, we all know that
Choke a n*gga, leave him and choke, we all do that
It’s headlights and big time, f*cking with my shine, n*gga
You gonna be headlights of headlines
Trying to get my money right
n*ggers better get it right
f*cking with my liter, get some headlights
Rolling with this money and the power
Hustling for the liquor, hundred Gs for an hour
Posing on the block, n*gga, trolling every dollar
Flussing on them hoes with this money and the power
f*ck what you ever heard, n*gga, I’ve been moving birds
Grinding up to your home and saw it on every curve
Off to another b*tch, know I’m on other sh*t
Represent mine born hood, b*tch
Ride till I die in this hood, b*tch
Get money and stay high till I die, b*tch
[Hook]
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust, we make the pus*y n*gga play
And yet we stay on the ground, n*gga, we’re getting it up
n*gga, we’re getting it up
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust, we make the pus*y n*gga play
And yet we stay on the ground, n*gga, we’re getting it up
n*gga, we’re getting it up

[Verse 2: Ceto]
And the n*ggers know I got it from the three to the nine
And you can drop it in a pot and you won’t lose a dime
Hard hustling, I’m over it, I sit back and got some cold shots, n*gga
I’m on some take over sh*t
And you can call it what you want, but when my n*ggers come home
I’m thorn apart like when Frank came home
Got a ticket to your twenty, you don’t f*ck with this sh*t
They ride all day behind this click right chip
f*ck how you feel, I'mma get it regardless
n*ggers never gave us nothing New Orleans
We had to get it how we live round here, n*gga die down
You suck in line round here, weak
They gave us a vibe right here, now you’re wondering why we’re stressing
City’s in a state of depression
So don’t ask me no questions about me and none of mine
I got a question for you, di*k suckers
Why you b*tches ain’t billionaire?
[Outro: Birdman]
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust, we make the pus*y n*gga play
And yet we stay on the ground, n*gga, we’re getting it up
n*gga, we’re getting it up