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Sunrise (Intro) Video (MV)




Performed By: P-Trill
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Paul Valentine




P-Trill - Sunrise (Intro) Lyrics




Yo, DJ
Yo, run that beat by me, bro
Heard you
Uh huh, yeah

What up y'all, pull up to my round table
Where we keep grindin' to be a profound label, haha
Now or later, I'll serve you up, I'm a sound waiter
A plug, and a bridge, I'm jackin' that I'm the cable
Sunrise, that's my time to shine
Look up to the sky, the world's mine, no lie
Staying true to myself, learned that from the wise, haha
Real eyes realize real lies

I heard somebody called me wack, I beg to differ
Working like DoorDash, that's my word I'll deliver
I'll need a translator just to bring to life my inner
Where if you pull on the trigger, you activating the vigor
I'ma go-getter
Balling out with all of my niggas
Mr. "Skip Through That Lane," I'll jelly on any figure
If he tryna stick me, I'ma pull on that trigger
Shot wetter than the river
Tryna guard it? Act quicker

Name's P-Trill, let me give you the spill
Flow sick, for real, I'm giving myself a chill
To showcase my skill, send some beats to kill
Treat 'em like a drill, I'm attacking 'em with Bill
My family I'm tryna heal, no Pittsburgh, I don't steal
Wanna know how I feel? A nigga gotta keep it real
You already know the deal, tryna get blessed with a mill
Or more than take a kneel, get hype and clap like a seal
Letting God take the wheel to help my family with meals
Oranges and Scooby-Doo, I peel and haters revealed
I'm the Man of Steel, with my powers, I conceal
'Cause if I drip too much, they gon' tell me to heel

I'm unlocking my seal, I was meant to stay gritty
Got my hoodie on with Boogie, I'm hoping that niggas hear me
I got all my tricks in hand if niggas wanna move silly
But these niggas know my body 'cause I always move milly
Get grim on a nigga if he scary like Billy
I be cooking with chili
Flow spicy, bars chilly
All the bars picture-perfect, never needed a filly
For the cheese, I raise stakes like I'm cooking up in Philly

Aight, yo, that's enough, bro
We out to class
What class you got?
Aight, aight, me too
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Yo, DJ
Yo, run that beat by me, bro
Heard you
Uh huh, yeah

What up y'all, pull up to my round table
Where we keep grindin' to be a profound label, haha
Now or later, I'll serve you up, I'm a sound waiter
A plug, and a bridge, I'm jackin' that I'm the cable
Sunrise, that's my time to shine
Look up to the sky, the world's mine, no lie
Staying true to myself, learned that from the wise, haha
Real eyes realize real lies

I heard somebody called me wack, I beg to differ
Working like DoorDash, that's my word I'll deliver
I'll need a translator just to bring to life my inner
Where if you pull on the trigger, you activating the vigor
I'ma go-getter
Balling out with all of my niggas
Mr. "Skip Through That Lane," I'll jelly on any figure
If he tryna stick me, I'ma pull on that trigger
Shot wetter than the river
Tryna guard it? Act quicker

Name's P-Trill, let me give you the spill
Flow sick, for real, I'm giving myself a chill
To showcase my skill, send some beats to kill
Treat 'em like a drill, I'm attacking 'em with Bill
My family I'm tryna heal, no Pittsburgh, I don't steal
Wanna know how I feel? A nigga gotta keep it real
You already know the deal, tryna get blessed with a mill
Or more than take a kneel, get hype and clap like a seal
Letting God take the wheel to help my family with meals
Oranges and Scooby-Doo, I peel and haters revealed
I'm the Man of Steel, with my powers, I conceal
'Cause if I drip too much, they gon' tell me to heel

I'm unlocking my seal, I was meant to stay gritty
Got my hoodie on with Boogie, I'm hoping that niggas hear me
I got all my tricks in hand if niggas wanna move silly
But these niggas know my body 'cause I always move milly
Get grim on a nigga if he scary like Billy
I be cooking with chili
Flow spicy, bars chilly
All the bars picture-perfect, never needed a filly
For the cheese, I raise stakes like I'm cooking up in Philly

Aight, yo, that's enough, bro
We out to class
What class you got?
Aight, aight, me too
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Writer: Paul Valentine
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