Shepard - Sunny Mood lyrics

I wake to the smell of bacon Dreams of the money makin They catchin on to my drift like orlando in the replacements Yeah, no phantom on 28s but i plan to be on the stage With the greats cause i know my fate Is determined by faith I see your face nothing like the self portrait you paint Spitting the color thats on the helmet of a saint Born from a golden goose egg When the alblum drops im going platinum even if they bootleg Standing on the roofs edge i pan across the skyline I don't color inside lines I don't follow guidelines I operate on god signs inner GPS Its slightly to the left Of the center of my chest Yeah the beat palpitating When im calculating money so You can say when im spitting i salivate for money yo Had to add a splash of cash to get attention Materials we dependent i transcend it We all know you ball in the mall I got a few dollars on me Look i ain't mit romeny the homney grits in the bowl I spit from the soul and the kids still enrolled Third of my credits and im about to get it you know Shootin sh** with the sigmas and some S G Rhos Ask these n***as in the cuse who the best we know What the answer is thats my D? mother f**er If you ain't a fan of this You relvant as vladamir radmanovic role player if anything Position left bench they wonder how you n***as got any rings Yeah i call em ed monix im the rap form KD When he played for the sonics Just a younging on the incline its like i got 10 minds Just a matter of time before this n***as in shine Its the spotlight you know we keep it hot right Coming off the top right quick you know i spit Anyway that you want you know i flaunt anyway they taunt You know im off mother f**in top n***a Ain't nobody gonna f**in top this