Sunshine

CMG, KMJ, this how it go

R: Sunshine, living in the ghetto daily trying to find

Sunshine, trying to make a million hustling got to dodge

One time, I keep my head up even though I feel like giving up

Sometimes, Keep your head up trying to find sunshine

Man what happened to the sun on my lawn it's so gloomy and grey

I got a feeling 5-O gone try to do me today

Nothing but backstreets for me cause I don't need a vacation

Looking for front run up that seem the only compensation

The hood is on fire, other soldiers won't let it down

They ain't set tripping but out here jacking has been alive

Misery spinning what they clicking for no reason at all

Even intentions of stacking paper they pleasing them all

And outside, smelling like nothing but formaldrahide

It's an everyday suicide, R.I.P. to the ones that died

Wake up before you get caught up don't keep on selling your soul

Until your life fall up, you got to try to find

R:

We living in a world that's dirty and so shife

You trying to figure out this the game that's called life

These days is cold and got me searching for my soul

Like paper bags and lawn chairs man you unfold

I'm looking out my window for some, sunshine

I'm trying to give it up cause I swear it's my time

I five petreat and start thinking about my sins

Roll up another square and start thinking about the benz

Talent and skills is what I'm bringing

New homes and microphones got the cell phone ringing

Push play on the deck, to let my mind collect

And try to mash on the gas with no time to sweat

This the ghetto, and that's all I know

Another episode from the young don and Ro

If the family is tight, then everything's alright

So quick to catch flight for the sunlight, uh

R:

Seem like I can't stand the rain prosecution and struggle up in my brain

Got to tell me slow down if you can see all of my veins

Cause I ain't having none of that riff raff to get back and blood

Keep my enemy close to me cause your killer be your cuz

I wish I was, able to socialize with y'all

Instead of trading war stories and taking lies from y'all

It's how it be though, Lil' Keke and Z-Ro we on the grind

Long as they talking about us, we know we staying on they mind

Don't hate us congratulate us, why y'all turning up y'all nose

Cause it's been we be spittng straight be burning up y'all glow

Want to take it away from pin and pad and pick up a gun

You better repent my dog it's over, you done better try to find

R: (2x)