Sean Andre - Sun Up

Yeahhh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Got a lot up on my mind
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I 'ont got no time
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Cough (Yeh yeh)
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Yeah yeah yeah
That's that good weed nigga
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Yeh
Yeh
Yeh
Yeh
Hustle from sundown to sun up
Bossed up, move like a runner
There's never no telling
When you got to get rebellious
What other ways to get it
Pray to God no felons
Gotta make, gotta make
On my toes I got to chase it
Hell we will raise it you know I'm just Trynna get bacon why is it you hating
It's up for grabs if you really want it then you can go out there and take it
I got a lot on my plate and in these streets, I think I'm losing all patience
Couple of bodies up in that dam hospital losing their life I lose patience
Sun up to sun up I'm hustling
Climb through yuh window like brother man
I just wanted a big body Benz, but I ended up with a Volkswagen
I was chasing life Trynna make to make it happen
Trynna live a lil more lavish
How you think I'm pose to feel
Looking at the Niggas out there scamming
Got a hundred in their account
I write a check n that shit a bounce
I don't got time to be on no couch
On my man feet man I'm out the house
Don't got time to argue with a spouse
Bout my cheese, but I'm not a mouse
I don't do this shit for the clout
It's fuck you pay me like right now
Matta' fact like yesterday
I'm a nigga that is SelfMade
I need money coming in like 8 ways
Someone tell these Niggas keep up out my way
B4 I have to let the AK spray
It ain't the DJ when that k slay
I've been selling 8ths since the 8th grade
Me changing my life is too late
I don't got time for no god-damn date
If you want to fuck, come to where I stay
Cross over with step back, pump fake yea then I hit a j
This is not a joke and not a game
This 4 quarter for the champ ring
This that look how far I done came
Flipping work and celebrate all the gains
Like that.
Hustle from sundown to sun up
Bossed up, move like a runner
There's never no telling
When you got to get rebellious
What other ways to get it
Pray to God no felons
Gotta make, gotta make
On my toes I got to chase it
Hell we will raise it you know I'm just Trynna get bacon why is it you hating
It's up for grabs if you really want it then you can go out there and take it
I got a lot on my plate and in these streets, I think I'm losing all patience
Couple of bodies up in that dam hospital losing their life I lose patience

Written by:
Sean Andre

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