Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sundaze / Devin's Song, artist - Rexx Life Raj. Date of issue: 19.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sundaze / Devin's Song |
| I’m ain’t gonna lie, I’m fake drunk right now |
| I might, wait |
| I’m lightweight perky, baby |
| He’s, he’s drunk, he’s the drunkest |
| Look, ay, look |
| I knocked your bitch at Sundaze |
| She said she had a nigga, I still knocked your bitch at Sundaze |
| She said 'I seen you on The FADER, I think on the front page' |
| The littest nigga in here, so dressed like I live off Trump change |
| Your favorite rapper unpaid |
| I’m taking shots like I was at the gun range |
| They taking shots at subliminals, fuck it though, I’m unphased |
| If I told you who was in my DMs you would freak out |
| Your favorite rapper seems very untouched with what I tweet out |
| Pussy in the bathroom when I eat out |
| It ain’t too much talking, I’m whipping meat out |
| After nudes, it ain’t too much that you could leave out |
| You can bust her after I take my shot on the rebound |
| I might re-up with a Rita Ora, I’m glowing, you see the horror |
| They treat my words like the Torah, or the Q’uran or something |
| Been on my own and on my job, and now I’m on to something |
| They switched on me, I kept it on and running |
| This type of train don’t slow for nothing, no |
| Look, ask my nigga Dew, we’ve been on the moon, we got shit to do, ay ay |
| Winning battle with these inner thoughts, and giving awkward interviews, ay ay |
| When they talking 'bout the realest out here, they don’t ever mention you, ay ay |
| I’m the pinnacle, you look pitiful, you could use a break |
| You at yo' mama crib writing verses |
| I took Pac to ATL and saw Georgia peaches in person |
| You popping on Twitter, people love me in person |
| This shit is rap |
| As for these extra bags, I pay it in leftover stripper cash |
| I been out the way, on my own, yea |
| Hella missed calls on my phone, yea |
| Unapologetic, I apologize, ay |
| Niggas throwing shade, and that’s probably why |
| Cause I knocked this bitch at Sundaze |
| She said she had a nigga, I still knocked this bitch at Sundaze |
| She said 'I seen you on The FADER, I think on the front page' |
| The littest nigga in here, so dressed like I live off Trump change |
| Your favorite rapper unpaid |
| I’m taking shots like I was at the gun range |
| They taking shots at subliminals, fuck it though, I’m unphased |
| If I told you who was in my DMs you would freak out |
| Your favorite rapper seems really concerned with what I tweet out |
| I swear to God, ay |
| I do what I want now, don’t give a fuck, I do what I want |
| I got a plan now, I got a plan now |
| I never listen to these niggas, I never cooned out |
| They was talking riff raff, I always tuned out |
| I know what it did back then, what it do now |
| I saw the bigger picture like the Canon was zoomed out |
| We came a long way from Black Planet |
| Myspace pages and bad habits on the party line with our bad asses |
| Mama keep telling us get off her phone |
| But we gon' call back when her ass leave home |
| Lil ghetto children searching for more |
| I just wanted everything I couldn’t touch in the store |
| I just wanted everything now, Harlem World Mase had |
| I wanted everything they told me that I can’t have |
| They said, time heals all wounds, Devin Dev ain’t pass |
| That was my nine eleven plane crash |
| That was my wake up call, saying 'Wake up dog' |
| Everything won’t and it can’t last |
| I see his face in the bubbles when I toast champagne glass |
| (Face in the bubbles when I toast champagne glass) |
| Looking up to God, asking «How long the pain last?» |
| (Stand up one for the pain) |
| We do it all for you… |
| This one is all for you… |
| What’s the most harmonious way to live your life? |
| What’s the way that makes you and the people that you come in contact with the |
| most happy? |