Sunnyside Freestyle

Is there any circumstance
That you could envision
It'd keep you from playing
Any snipers in the room?
We're ready to get it on
I am the self proclaimed prophecy
No other rapper
Shall ever be as hot as me
Flow more historic than Homer's Odyssey
Windows tinted like
(Wayne) Brady
Roof of the car
Look like Colin Mochrie
Drive by shootings
And armed robbery
10 to 1 Odds
Looking like the lottery
We got more greens
Than a collard green
Dollar Bills
Always been a part of me
So much so
I got more green in the arteries
Than a bag in the arms
Of a triple armed robbery
Hits after hits like
I'm crafting the Carter III
Tools on deck
Like a full fledged carpentry
Drink all night
About smoke all day
All work, no fun
Like we stuck in foreplay
Tres shooters by the border
Juan Miguel and Jorge
Shoot first then ask questions
Pow pow por que?
Read between the lines of the cocaine
Get the cheese with the bread
Plus the side of the romaine
Swerving on the beat
Like we driving on the
Side of the road man
Top floor looking empty
Like a bald niggah head
Get the rogaine
Get the cash
Hit the gas
Light it up like its propane
All we wanted was
The motherfucking dope man
MVP of the motherfucking dope game
Can't take the little bitty pieces
Cause we came for the whole thang
We don't rock rocks in our watches
No ice on the gold chain
We put heat on the tracks
Keep the swag on the low man
Seeing all these haters with subpoenas
And a court date
Welcome to the cyphe ho
Puff puff and rotate
(Like) (Like) (Like)
It's the world around the sun
Making ellipses
14 shots of vodka
And I'm not even tipsy
Always about the hustle
Rest in peace Nipsey Hussle
Left the towel at the gym
To put the cash in the duffle
Break walls
With nothing but them bare knuckles
But I'm strapped like a buckle
Black Belt
Never heard the story
So I had to retell
Load the merch in the trunk
Like a niggah work in retail
Bought the biggest picture in the office
But I couldn't spot the detail
Turn the wholesale
To another retail
Hit me up for the prices
Via DM, email, we work
Turn that shit to we sell
It's a vibe on the track
Bitches bounce on the soul train
Welcome to the cyphe ho
Bust that ass and rotate
All she want is the money
But that pussy ain't expensive
I could fuck all day
Like a niggah got suspension
Shawty got class
And I'm special ed detention
Farewell to my haters
Crossing oceans with the gators
Ain't no room in the tomb
Lara Croft with the raider
Aces roll on a race
Hit it twice
Watch it fade
Make it run
Outta space
Had a lot on my plate
But I ate
Had a lock on the gun
And the rocks in the rum
Had the gotta
Gotta have it phase
So I got it
Gotta stunt
Man these flockas
They can't stop us
We colossal
We on top
Quite colonic
In a bottle
Like a ginnie
Get the tonic
Hit the gas
Supersonic
About to go snatch
Coins like I'm sonic
Gotta go fast
Can't outlast the last of us
Ain't no one left after us
Got the powder in the bowl
And I'm about to batter up
Like a uncharged phone
I'm about to power up
I need three girls at all times
Like the motherfucking power puffs
Only came twice
Till she said that your hours up
But it's my time
Top floor of the Burj couldn't tower us
As they look with empty hands
Rain man shower us
Get your shower cap
Bitches
Going broke with the riches
Shawty want the riches
So I gave her the Richard
Smiled three times
But they didn't get the picture
Ordered three times
But I didn't get the pitcher
Momma raised a champ
And your momma raised a quitter
If I'm sweet with the finances
You niggahs would be bitter
Trigger finger ready
Like I'm Donald with the Twitter
We don't rock rocks in our chains
No ice on my gold chain
We put heat on the tracks
With the swag on the low man
Serving all these haters with subpoenas
And a court date
Welcome to the cyphe ho
Bust that ass and rotate
(Bust that ass and rotate)
(Bust, bust that ass and rotate)