Sunday Morning Drive (feat. Curren$y & Dom Kennedy)

Intro (Larry June) And bitch dont check me check that motherfucking back tooth you know what i'm saying Numbers OPM jet life Verse 1 (Larry June) We lost years in the game cause the money was good To make 10,000 was so humbling to us Had to make it happen you know the streets is cold Ain't cracking under pressure me I won't fold I move how I move I know niggas is watching I fuck with rich niggas we got something in common Looking at the prices of gold nigga I'm cold You niggas aint really getting money you niggas hiding 40 MM Rolex I'm real player with it Dont have it confused little nigga I'm having tokens I don't even sleep no more I just be coasting I could be 10 deep man the game wide open Hoes still choosing cause these niggas still game goofy You hear my voice I been thru it this is pain music I'm in my house counting racks thinking real estate Didn't leave the house all day but made 20K Man I swear this beat so smooth I could sing to it If you really at it for real than this your theme music Fuck a middle man we straight to the baggage claim I'm all in Honolulu sipping mojitos with Dame You gotta go hard no matter what stop complaining Born in 91 but the whip 88 Going thru these motions, nigga I'm the coldest There were days I was hopeless Nights on the sofa Made me a monster I came with a method I move with intention I'm out eating pasta You hold the bitch hostage I break the bitch pockets And I dont evn expect you weird niggas to like this shit Im rolls royce shopping I land in the Aand hit Shine, now a nigga rolls royce ridin' Rose gold watch black face kind of stylish TFM the label everything else childish I could stunt on you niggas but im'a keep it modest I'm Downtown LA getting cuban links polished Rap sometimes but I'm usually kicking knowledge I don't do the small talk baby sock it to my pockets Verse 2 (Curren$y) Sterling silver serving tray She had the Duck I had a slice of cheesecake Pellegrino Limonata For the chase gril you bad as fuck And you were worth the wait could have had it on the first day but where's the fun in that? She got desperate for my attention so she brought me scratch I played the online lookbook I ordered this and that Ordered my son some baby Chucks some little fitted hats Gifts from your player dad, I made your moms mad This love affair I have with the grammar will forever last My reputation my presentation is first class You so pressed with us Southwest boarding pass Stretched out on the beach chair with a cold glass I bought new diamonds with my old cash Stocks are a natural resource if the dollar crash Yeah Verse 3 (Dom Kennedy) All I ever wanted was an AMG I did everything except for make a beat Cliquaot still spilling I got plenty hundreds No monthly payments I aint leasing nothing Listen to me baby you could learn something Maybe earn something, Larry June's favorite word is numbers I been doing this 35 summers I'm still on the come up everytime the sunup I'm not on the hype im banking cash My bars and my word is all I have I aint breaking off of nobody Baby you could be my co-pilot Skirt so tight with all that ass I can't help but look I'm taking chances Three bedrooms this ain't a mansion All my girls fine and I aint cappin' You niggas just rapping To the truth man you niggas just rapping Yeah you niggas just rapping (La Musica de Harry Fraud) --- Sunday Morning Drive (feat. Curren$y & Dom Kennedy) - Harry Fraud and Larry June