Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunflower Seeds, artist - PRhyme. Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Song language: English
Sunflower Seeds |
| Yo I like this one |
| Just let it go Preem |
| Give em a second to give us a lil courtesy, you know |
| You ready? |
| (You ready?) Okay |
| Well hold these sunflower seeds, I’m going in |
| Guess who’s bizack, the best two that’s gon' ever do it |
| Don’t need no Metro or Neptunes trizack |
| This is what you call alcoholic recordin', flawless guitar riffs |
| Now they ridin' with us for sure in the Audi or this |
| Ferrari, this is for Joe Montgomery and Johnny Morris |
| Now we 'bout to power up the Ghost like Omari Hardwick |
| Time flies when you havin' a nice time |
| So when I drive I try to ride slower than Heinz pourin' |
| My mama told me to try to enjoy it |
| Take you a vitamin, boy, and stick to your diet and tour it (harder) |
| Keep risin' and soarin', (harder) don’t put your mind on the evil |
| Keep your eye on the people who would kill just to be by you |
| And beware of those who appear to be dyin' to meet you |
| Let your therapy be The Bible and let yourself just be legendary |
| And just continue to keep on helpin' the less fortunate |
| Not for no fuckin' credit in public but for the blessings above |
| Most important lesson I learned was just to love (true) |
| Most of my aggression was extra liquor and just the drugs (true) |
| Wherever I go, whoever I’m with, I’m met with hugs (true) |
| While all you rappers gettin' extorted, in debt with thugs |
| I’m ridin' around in a Maserati 'bout to go to McDonald’s |
| Eatin' sunflower seeds (laid back) |
| But I still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| Still’ll spit the shell out the window (whattup doe) |
| Now that I’m livin' well all I remember is |
| All I could afford was sunflower seeds (laid back) |
| But I still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| Still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| I will spit these out a Gallardo |
| Then peel off laughin' like Ricky Ricardo |
| Go to your lady home and spit a whole bag of sunflower seeds |
| Out on her marble… floor, oh no I didn’t |
| I killed the fish and put wings on the doggie |
| For treatin' me like I don’t, don’t know fly bitches |
| Nickel, I’m back in the Preem of things |
| Two jackets, this one is dapper, that one is Steve McQueen |
| I flip on a rapper |
| Quick as Christopher could finish up a track on a beat machine |
| I pull out a full metal jacket |
| Show you exactly what goin' platinum with features mean |
| I am the absolute shit, I actually speak latrine, PRhyme 2 |
| All day, you hear Uzi choppers and nines too |
| All day you niggas eat sushi, sausage, and fondue |
| The drum dealer like Ma Duke, the Hummer red |
| And it come on top of giant-sized shoes like clown suits |
| The rifle rightfully mine, too |
| It might just heat up from the field in the clutch |
| Like when Mike and LeBron shoot |
| Ridin' around in a Maserati 'bout to go to McDonald’s |
| Eatin' sunflower seeds (laid back) |
| But I still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| Still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| Now that I’m livin' well all I remember is |
| All I could afford was sunflower seeds (laid back) |
| But I still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| Still’ll spit the shell out the window |
| And I, I grew up in the streets |
| One man (one man) |
| One heart (one heart) |
| One love (one love) |
| Livin' in the ghetto you get one chance |
| (You get one chance) |
| You know I keep a piece and my sunflower seeds |
| In the other hand |
| And Po-Po out here shootin' niggas |
| Yeah they tryna kill the brother man |
| And I, I grew up in the streets |
| One man (one man) |
| One heart (one heart) |
| One love (one love) |
| Livin' in the ghetto you get one chance |
| You know I keep a piece and my sunflower seeds |
| In the other hand |