Sunshine
Aint no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we call him suspect
Brodi on the low say he aint told but gossip for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill he couldn't wait to send text
I aint upset
No surprise no gut check
Bitches gon be bitches and these niggas hoe bro say less
No sweat down my neck I got respect so I could care less
Stayed up to my self in 23 y'all had a year left
Now I got your necks under my steps hope you don't fear death
Yea yea yea
Now I got your necks under my steps hope you don't fear death
Yea yea ay
Watch your lip boy
Still too young to ignore
Ignorance is bliss but with this blick I bet you get going
Nothing bout me whipped up in this bitch unless you meant foreign
Heavy foot on gas you say i'm cruising must of meant flooring
Keeping something icy on my wrist incase it start pouring
Rainy days is coming i'm in London I aint meant lauren
Hustle through my struggle say its up you must of meant soaring
Must of meant touring
Must of meant growing
Aint no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we call him suspect
Brodi on the low say he aint told but gossip for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill you couldn't wait to send text
Oh he sunshine
Son aint got no back bone
Son aint got no fire in his spirit he act cold
Son aint even big in no one eyes that boy just act grown
Bet he be on best behavior talk light when he at home
Never been the type where someone check me on my damn tone
How you claim you man
Telling stories like a fan
How your kids respect you when your circle know you lie prone
Know they hate they met you, you a goofy you go die alone
When no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we called him suspect
Brodi on the low said he aint told but gossiped for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill he shoulda wait to send text
Yea i'm upset
No surprise no gut check
Bitches gon be bitches and these niggas hoe bro say less
No sweat down my neck I lost respect so I could care less
Stayed up to my self in 23 thought they had a year left
Now I got they necks under my steps I see they fear death
Yea yea yea
Now I got they necks under my steps I see they fear death
Yea yea
Aint no love left
Sunshine Video (MV)
Performed By: Daley HTG
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: JAMES LOUIS KENNABY, JAY LEE ROBERT HIPPOLYTE, KIERAN DALEY, RENELL ANTON SHAW JOSEPH, ROBERT JOSEPH CARVALHO
Daley HTG - Sunshine Lyrics
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Sunshine
Aint no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we call him suspect
Brodi on the low say he aint told but gossip for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill he couldn't wait to send text
I aint upset
No surprise no gut check
Bitches gon be bitches and these niggas hoe bro say less
No sweat down my neck I got respect so I could care less
Stayed up to my self in 23 y'all had a year left
Now I got your necks under my steps hope you don't fear death
Yea yea yea
Now I got your necks under my steps hope you don't fear death
Yea yea ay
Watch your lip boy
Still too young to ignore
Ignorance is bliss but with this blick I bet you get going
Nothing bout me whipped up in this bitch unless you meant foreign
Heavy foot on gas you say i'm cruising must of meant flooring
Keeping something icy on my wrist incase it start pouring
Rainy days is coming i'm in London I aint meant lauren
Hustle through my struggle say its up you must of meant soaring
Must of meant touring
Must of meant growing
Aint no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we call him suspect
Brodi on the low say he aint told but gossip for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill you couldn't wait to send text
Oh he sunshine
Son aint got no back bone
Son aint got no fire in his spirit he act cold
Son aint even big in no one eyes that boy just act grown
Bet he be on best behavior talk light when he at home
Never been the type where someone check me on my damn tone
How you claim you man
Telling stories like a fan
How your kids respect you when your circle know you lie prone
Know they hate they met you, you a goofy you go die alone
When no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we called him suspect
Brodi on the low said he aint told but gossiped for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill he shoulda wait to send text
Yea i'm upset
No surprise no gut check
Bitches gon be bitches and these niggas hoe bro say less
No sweat down my neck I lost respect so I could care less
Stayed up to my self in 23 thought they had a year left
Now I got they necks under my steps I see they fear death
Yea yea yea
Now I got they necks under my steps I see they fear death
Yea yea
Aint no love left
Aint no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we call him suspect
Brodi on the low say he aint told but gossip for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill he couldn't wait to send text
I aint upset
No surprise no gut check
Bitches gon be bitches and these niggas hoe bro say less
No sweat down my neck I got respect so I could care less
Stayed up to my self in 23 y'all had a year left
Now I got your necks under my steps hope you don't fear death
Yea yea yea
Now I got your necks under my steps hope you don't fear death
Yea yea ay
Watch your lip boy
Still too young to ignore
Ignorance is bliss but with this blick I bet you get going
Nothing bout me whipped up in this bitch unless you meant foreign
Heavy foot on gas you say i'm cruising must of meant flooring
Keeping something icy on my wrist incase it start pouring
Rainy days is coming i'm in London I aint meant lauren
Hustle through my struggle say its up you must of meant soaring
Must of meant touring
Must of meant growing
Aint no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we call him suspect
Brodi on the low say he aint told but gossip for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill you couldn't wait to send text
Oh he sunshine
Son aint got no back bone
Son aint got no fire in his spirit he act cold
Son aint even big in no one eyes that boy just act grown
Bet he be on best behavior talk light when he at home
Never been the type where someone check me on my damn tone
How you claim you man
Telling stories like a fan
How your kids respect you when your circle know you lie prone
Know they hate they met you, you a goofy you go die alone
When no love left
Only scars and sunsets
Brodi lost his code over these hoes we called him suspect
Brodi on the low said he aint told but gossiped for sex
Grinding in that rumor mill he shoulda wait to send text
Yea i'm upset
No surprise no gut check
Bitches gon be bitches and these niggas hoe bro say less
No sweat down my neck I lost respect so I could care less
Stayed up to my self in 23 thought they had a year left
Now I got they necks under my steps I see they fear death
Yea yea yea
Now I got they necks under my steps I see they fear death
Yea yea
Aint no love left
Writer: JAMES LOUIS KENNABY, JAY LEE ROBERT HIPPOLYTE, KIERAN DALEY, RENELL ANTON SHAW JOSEPH, ROBERT JOSEPH CARVALHO
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid