Key Glock Sunny Dayz Lyrics

[Intro: Bobby Hebb]
Sunny
Yesterday my life was filled with rain
Now the dark days are gone, and the bright days are here
My Sunny one shines so sincere
Sunny, one so true, I love you
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

[Verse 1: Key Glock]
Ayy, let's take these niggas to school
Ayy, Mr. Glock be the name (Glizock)
Yeah, bitch, I make my own rules (Rules)
Don't give a f*ck 'bout no fame (Yeah)
Ayy, you gon' win, gon' lose (Lose)
That's just a part of the game (Game)
I got a lot on my chest (Chest), I got a lot on my plate
Money do not heal the pain (Pain), I swap my chain for his brain (Fah)
Can't ride my wave u gon' sink (Nah), lil' bro he ready to blink
They know my face at the bank, pull up in the V12 tank (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch think I'm trickin', I ain't (Nah, nah)
Been busy doublin' this cake (Yeah)
They named me after a gun (Glizock), I shit on niggas for fun (Yeah)
They said that I'm 1 of 1 (I'm him)
You had your chance, one and done (Yeah)
Knew not to f*ck with the Don (Him), f*ck nigga, look what you done (Stupid)
These niggas ain't did what I done (These niggas ain't did what I done, but)
[Chorus: Bobby Hebb & Key Glock]
Now, the dark days are gone (Yeah)
And the bright days are here (Yeah)
My Sunny one shines so sincere (Uh)
Sunny, one so true, I love you Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
So high my eyes red, but all I see is money
Ugly-ass watch cost me two hundred (Two hundred)
Every time you look up, Glizock stuntin (Glizock)
Ain't kickin' shit with these niggas, I ain't puttin' (Nah)
I ain't tryna hang, I ain't tryna be cool (Cool)
If a bitch spend the night she gotta leave at noon (Yeah)
Real neat freak, clean my dick and room (Yeah)
I ran the money up, no stairs (Let's go)
I can't hang with niggas, they square (Square)
Yeah, I came in with niggas, they stare (Stare)
I'm stuck in my ways, can't help myself (Yeah, myself)
I'ma hustle hard 'til it ain't nothin' left (Yeah) (I'ma hustle hard 'til it ain't nothin' left) (Let's go)
I ran up some M's, had to catch my breath (Yeah)
Got 300 racks on my arms (Racks), I got these hoes in my puns (Bitch)
These niggas talkin' this and that, I'm on their head like a bun (The f*ck?)
Bro keep a stick, that's his wand (Fire)
He'll make a nigga disappear (Yeah), In Glock we trust, only God I fear (Yeah)
Bitch, we cutthroats from ear to ear (Ear to ear) (Yeah)
[Chorus: Bobby Hebb & Key Glock]
Now, the dark days are gone, and the bright days are here (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
My Sunny one shines so sincere
Sunny, one so true, I love you

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