Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunny Days, artist - Tropidelic. Date of issue: 12.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sunny Days |
| Sunny days on the shores of the lake man |
| Skateboards jumping cracks in the pavement |
| Head high never «if» I’ma say «when» |
| Days blur together and we wonder where the time went |
| Get together when the sun goes down |
| Pick up some liquor, get people around |
| The cops drive by so we don’t make a sound |
| Put beers in the bushes and get down on the ground |
| Nobody let me drive home |
| Working but we still broke |
| Livin' for the weekend but its over in an eighth note |
| But all good things must come to an end |
| Sun’s coming up and we should all go to bed |
| The worries of the week start to fill my head |
| But I’d rather reminisce on sunny days instead |
| I’m thinkin' back to sunny days yeah |
| When every weekend we were up to something crazy |
| Our only mission gettin' laid and being lazy |
| But nowadays it seems we’re livin' for a paycheck yeah |
| Thinkin' of those sunny days yeah |
| Drugs in our system made us feel a funny way yeah |
| Nobody listened we were happy in the basement |
| But now we only seem to worry how to pay rent yeah |
| No Instagram, no Snapchat |
| No GPS, just MapQuest |
| Just six dudes in a hatchback |
| Trying to backtrack to the last gas station |
| Everyone wore snapbacks |
| Those old JanSport backpacks |
| Friday nights played blackjack |
| With spare change from our dad’s cache |
| No rollin' papers? |
| No problem |
| Grab a pop can and a bobby pin |
| Everything then was so opposite |
| We were doing dumb shit with no consequence but |
| Life came and changed real quick |
| Gotta keep the lights on, food in the fridge |
| So I had to watch my lifelong friends just switch |
| But how I wish we were still living like kids |
| I’m thinkin' back to sunny days yeah |
| When every weekend we were up to something crazy |
| Our only mission gettin' laid and being lazy |
| But nowadays it seems we’re livin' for a paycheck yeah |
| Thinkin' of those sunny days yeah |
| Drugs in our system made us feel a funny way yeah |
| Nobody listened we were happy in the basement |
| But now we only seem to worry how to pay rent yeah |
| Smoking weed with friends of mine |
| Feeling fine but not killin' time |
| Writing raps, spittin' rhymes |
| First come first serve, get in line |
| Studio, pussy, weed and alcohol |
| Stayin' up all night no bath at all |
| No bills to pay but payin' dues |
| At the same time I’m tryin' to stay in school |
| Maybe skipped a class or two |
| But when you want some ass that’s what you have to do |
| Now it’s different, times have changed |
| I’m all grown up now I’m a man |
| But responsibilities hit ya hard |
| Want things today, need shit tomorrow |
| Gotta go out and get it, no fun and games |
| Can’t help but think about sunny days |
| I’m thinkin' back to sunny days yeah |
| When every weekend we were up to something crazy |
| Our only mission gettin' laid and being lazy |
| But nowadays it seems we’re livin' for a paycheck yeah |
| Thinkin' of those sunny days yeah |
| Drugs in our system made us feel a funny way yeah |
| Nobody listened we were happy in the basement |
| But now we only seem to worry how to pay rent yeah |