. Sunny side, sunny side. It feels good. Emotion flows. It fills me up inside I feel it. So real. The engine started. Nerves and frights. It feels good. Sunny side
Sunny side, sunny side. It feels good. Emotion flows. It fills me up inside I feel it. So real. The engine started. Nerves and frights. It feels good. Sunny side
-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor child, he'd that there We know tomorrow
in 'em Why the fuck am I still standing here Nobody love me I ain't happy here My mama said, she can't handle him But still, I'm looking at the bright side
Watching 'cause they wanna take me away I'm just trying to feed my babies face But I'm just hustling, I'm waiting on tomorrow Hustling waiting on tomorrow
Everybody knows there's nothing to do So I'm singing on the sidewalk, dancing for you Sunny afternoon and I'm so bored The grass ain't greener on the other side
Sunny say {Hold up Sean, it's your day I need a favor, let me throw some money your way} I sat back down in the booth I said, I know your deal Sunny,
off. [Roxie Hart] - What's the idea? [Fred Casely] Wake up, kiddo, you aren't never gonna have an act. [Roxie Hart] Says who? [Fred Casely] Face it
But I gotta second lease on my feast and it's drawn Then I'm straight fo' my homies always there fo' support Plan ahead fo' tomorrow, pass a blunt back and forth Sunny
play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor (?) get that there We know tomorrow
feel no shame But everytime you leave I wish that I was on my way Chorus Sunny afternoon and I\'m so bored The grass ain\'t greener on the other side
change but the frame stays the same [Chorus] Hustling waiting on tomorrow Living life in the fast lane Cause no one ever knows No one ever knows Sitting here waiting on tomorrow
me and my niggas Thank god for that white if you feelin' religious [Torch:] I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side Nickel and dimes to survive
I still standing here, nobody love me I ain't happy here My mama said, she can't handle him But still, I'm looking at the bright side But I view it through
passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor (?) get that there We know tomorrow