Lyrics Sun / Day - nxxko

(Yuh
Why you stressed out, son
Son, someday you gonna be somebody, son
But right now you stressed out, son
So you need to smoke you one, son
Did you hear me? Smoke you one, son
Cuz you stressed out, son
Y'already know what it is
Y'all already know what the fuck goin on
Smoke you one, son
Yuh)

Yeah
I wake up, every morning feel like Easter Sunday (Church!)
Make a band before I sleep
I count it in my sleep
They always count me out
Now the money counter beeps (Beep!)
Frequently
Magick when I make a beat
They always want the POP OUT's so I let em speak
Talking sideways, make it easy
P'll make you leak (Brrr)
Man that's handy with the wrench
Behind the screen, a geek
How could I not tweak when I made this beat
Ricky Rozay
Ima Flawda boy
Been a hot minute since I been in Florida, boy
No paper trails, but I feel like Paper Boi
Still waiting on Atlanta Season 3 to drop, boy (Where it at?)
When you makin' money, everything is greatness
Before I made some money, everything was painless
When I make it ima buy my mom a house
When I make it ima buy my dad a house

(An inmate at)
(This call will be monitored & recorded)
(You have reached the wrong number)

My girl hold me down
Y'all lames ain't ever felt it
I feel like Peter Parker (Why?)
Cuz im well connected (Ok!)
That's the web, bitch
That's how you heard of me
My realest friends I met behind a phone screen
If you ride for me
Then ima ride for you (Skrrt)
How come rappers get some clout & take it out on you
Polo, man
You need 100 that bad
Gimme 2 years
I'll make it rain a whole bag
Hoping I don't join the 27 club
Hope I feel the love before 27 come
Hope I never get another knock from 12, see
Last time I heard it, the 12 became 6 deep
I hope zen good, man I miss Bezzy
When the time comes, bet he hit me on my celly
(What JAY Z say?)
I feel like I'm wit God like a selfie
Clams is stackin' up, the c-notes make me feel my bestie
(Whooo!)