Im going 0-100 nigga real quick
If you know me I stay on some trill shit
Niggas couldn't hang Had to cut em off quick
Had to make em all sick
And get my money right and shit
Young nigga balling
Got me feeling like Nick
All these bitches calling
But I'm never answering
Yeah I need the gulla
Coming all out of my pocket
Bands can't fit inside my wallet
Run it up
I'm so exhausted
Diamonds cold on me
They frosty
Why you look salty
Taking niggas bitches
O P P
I think I'm naughty
But that's only by nature
Pussy you nigga hating
Lately I've been thinking bout paper
And raising up my ratings
I just wanna ball
Man f*ck a live savings
I'm a legend in the making
There's no time waste
Stop waiting
I'm working hard
I'm clearly impatient
The money on my mind
I'm a get it
No debating
I'm going 0-100 real quick
If you know me i stay on some trill shit
I'm going 0-100 real quick
If you know me i stay on some trill shit
Had to cut them niggas off
They couldn't hang
Had to cut them bitches off
They stayed the same
Had to cut them niggas off
They couldn't hang
Had to cut them bitches off
They stayed the same
Lil nigga hold up
When it comes to sunny hype
There's no one to match
Any opponent think they gotta chance
I'm on attack
They tell me stop grinding boy
I can never picture that
I'm on this road heavy
Trying get my name across the map
Sunny Hype Chant it
Sunny Hype Chant it
Trying to be the man
My momma told me be champion
And leave them niggas lone if you cant seem to manage them
Some don't believe your dream
You really gotta show your passion
Perfect your craft
Make a draft
And then you be the master
Keep your mind focused on what matters
Not whats happening
You can say that I'm preaching
I'll be the pastor then
I'm on earth to cause hell
A natural disaster
Blast a 9mm
Now he outta luck
My words like bullets
Man they should of told him duck
I hear them saying
He can never be like one of us
I'm on my grind
Trying to shine
But fake rappers
Keep coming up
Talking bout nothing
They got no substance
Our people are out here dying
And you worried bout clubbing
Try to stack yo money up
Invest it into something
This country so corrupt
Will we ever see justice
Sunny 1400 - 0-100 Lyrics
Sunny 1400 - 0-100 Lyrics
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Im going 0-100 nigga real quick
If you know me I stay on some trill shit
Niggas couldn't hang Had to cut em off quick
Had to make em all sick
And get my money right and shit
Young nigga balling
Got me feeling like Nick
All these bitches calling
But I'm never answering
Yeah I need the gulla
Coming all out of my pocket
Bands can't fit inside my wallet
Run it up
I'm so exhausted
Diamonds cold on me
They frosty
Why you look salty
Taking niggas bitches
O P P
I think I'm naughty
But that's only by nature
Pussy you nigga hating
Lately I've been thinking bout paper
And raising up my ratings
I just wanna ball
Man f*ck a live savings
I'm a legend in the making
There's no time waste
Stop waiting
I'm working hard
I'm clearly impatient
The money on my mind
I'm a get it
No debating
I'm going 0-100 real quick
If you know me i stay on some trill shit
I'm going 0-100 real quick
If you know me i stay on some trill shit
Had to cut them niggas off
They couldn't hang
Had to cut them bitches off
They stayed the same
Had to cut them niggas off
They couldn't hang
Had to cut them bitches off
They stayed the same
Lil nigga hold up
When it comes to sunny hype
There's no one to match
Any opponent think they gotta chance
I'm on attack
They tell me stop grinding boy
I can never picture that
I'm on this road heavy
Trying get my name across the map
Sunny Hype Chant it
Sunny Hype Chant it
Trying to be the man
My momma told me be champion
And leave them niggas lone if you cant seem to manage them
Some don't believe your dream
You really gotta show your passion
Perfect your craft
Make a draft
And then you be the master
Keep your mind focused on what matters
Not whats happening
You can say that I'm preaching
I'll be the pastor then
I'm on earth to cause hell
A natural disaster
Blast a 9mm
Now he outta luck
My words like bullets
Man they should of told him duck
I hear them saying
He can never be like one of us
I'm on my grind
Trying to shine
But fake rappers
Keep coming up
Talking bout nothing
They got no substance
Our people are out here dying
And you worried bout clubbing
Try to stack yo money up
Invest it into something
This country so corrupt
Will we ever see justice
If you know me I stay on some trill shit
Niggas couldn't hang Had to cut em off quick
Had to make em all sick
And get my money right and shit
Young nigga balling
Got me feeling like Nick
All these bitches calling
But I'm never answering
Yeah I need the gulla
Coming all out of my pocket
Bands can't fit inside my wallet
Run it up
I'm so exhausted
Diamonds cold on me
They frosty
Why you look salty
Taking niggas bitches
O P P
I think I'm naughty
But that's only by nature
Pussy you nigga hating
Lately I've been thinking bout paper
And raising up my ratings
I just wanna ball
Man f*ck a live savings
I'm a legend in the making
There's no time waste
Stop waiting
I'm working hard
I'm clearly impatient
The money on my mind
I'm a get it
No debating
I'm going 0-100 real quick
If you know me i stay on some trill shit
I'm going 0-100 real quick
If you know me i stay on some trill shit
Had to cut them niggas off
They couldn't hang
Had to cut them bitches off
They stayed the same
Had to cut them niggas off
They couldn't hang
Had to cut them bitches off
They stayed the same
Lil nigga hold up
When it comes to sunny hype
There's no one to match
Any opponent think they gotta chance
I'm on attack
They tell me stop grinding boy
I can never picture that
I'm on this road heavy
Trying get my name across the map
Sunny Hype Chant it
Sunny Hype Chant it
Trying to be the man
My momma told me be champion
And leave them niggas lone if you cant seem to manage them
Some don't believe your dream
You really gotta show your passion
Perfect your craft
Make a draft
And then you be the master
Keep your mind focused on what matters
Not whats happening
You can say that I'm preaching
I'll be the pastor then
I'm on earth to cause hell
A natural disaster
Blast a 9mm
Now he outta luck
My words like bullets
Man they should of told him duck
I hear them saying
He can never be like one of us
I'm on my grind
Trying to shine
But fake rappers
Keep coming up
Talking bout nothing
They got no substance
Our people are out here dying
And you worried bout clubbing
Try to stack yo money up
Invest it into something
This country so corrupt
Will we ever see justice
Writer: Zachary Myers
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