O2 EP - Aim for the Sun (NuLa Again) Lyrics

F*ck the days that I was down, G building with the jitters
10 days 8 months just to get back to this nigga
See somebody that I miss but I'm starring in the mirror
Aw man shit lit I'm about to take picture

Quick flash Lil tecca cant be broke is you dumb
Ain't worried bout the fame we just want the milliyons
Ya chatting like it's aim we just aiming for the sun
So All the little ones say mommy daddy won

Just stacking for the days trynna hit that milly rock
Cause I know a good milly take some niggas of the block
Cop my old ladies a crib see the city from top
Ask my momma wsa and screaming out nula

Just stacking for the days trynana hit that milly rock
Speakin forgein exchange but this life I'll never swap
Dirty Dancing through pain cause it get us what we got
When you aiming at sun man them eyes burn a lot

See
What goes around comes around
That's that Timberlake
When brother karma come around
Man he play for takes
Some people say they down only bringing plates
Want you to take the risk while they eat the stake

Same niggas love to hate
Bitch niggas call em Faith
So if ever hit the floor don't ever watch no face
Cause you can't see what's above if we looking eye
But might trip on Persian rugs if you getting hella high

Thank my baby for the love blessing disguise
Found a nigga rolling in the dust lookin' for a life
Blind Hadda switch my vision up it's a different light
Now I'm back again o2 guess I'm living twice

F*ck the days that I was down, G building with the jitters
10 days 8 months just to get back to this nigga
See somebody that I miss but I'm starring in the mirror
Aw man shit lit I'm about to take picture

Quick flash Lil tecca cant be broke is you dumb
Ain't worried bout the fame we just want the milliyons
Ya chatting like it's aim we just aiming for the sun
So All the little ones say mommy daddy won

All things we cant control and shit we gotta See
Gonna make you who are f*ck the fantasy
F*ck the TV screens f*ck the diamond rings
You wanna glitter be gold focus on ya dreams

Just stacking for the days trynna hit that milly rock
Cause I know a good milly take some niggas of the block
Cop my old ladies a crib see the city from top
Ask my momma wsa and screaming out nula

Just stacking for the days trynana hit that milly rock
Speakin forgein exchange but this life I'll never swap
Dirty Dancing through pain cause it get us what we got
When you aiming at sun man them eyes burn a lot