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Z-Ro - Sunshine lyrics
f/ Lil' Keke [Z-Ro talking] Yes sir, Z-Ro, Lil' Keke, Screw to Mo City CMG, KMJ, this how it go [Chorus] 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 [Z-Ro] 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 [Chorus] [Lil' Keke] 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 [Chorus] [Z-Ro] 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 [Chorus - 2x] |
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