Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunshine, artist - Big Narstie. Date of issue: 05.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sunshine |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine (see sunshine) |
| I couldn’t see sunshine (see sunshine) |
| Cause I’m a misfit |
| Miseducated |
| I’m misunderstood |
| Coming from a place where there is no good |
| Raised in a world where there is no good |
| Narst, you are killing them, homie, you are a G |
| What’s the secret? |
| I told them it’s self-belief |
| I believed in me, when they didn’t |
| Mo Farah, I gave them the long distance |
| Ignored me |
| Made them listen |
| Mind of a genius isolated me |
| It put me in my own prison |
| United as we stand, divided as we fall |
| I tried to make these motherfuckers get the vision |
| BDL, the place where saints and sinners dwell |
| Yo, they told me people power, fam, would never sell |
| They told me smoking weed would never go well |
| But look at me being me and doing well |
| BD, BD, robbing hood boys taking from the rich to give to all the needy |
| Remember when I was broken down and out and nobody |
| Ever wanted to feed me? |
| Now it’s a thousand |
| Views upon my CV, believe me |
| Mi born and mi raised and mi raised in the jungle |
| Tell my yute, tek it easy, cause the ghetto is greezy |
| Mi born and mi raised and mi raised in the jungle |
| Tell my yute, tek it easy, cause the ghetto is greezy |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| Why me? |
| Why is it always me? |
| Has my life turned to this? |
| Is it all about the P? |
| Alphabet boy, I come from the A |
| And I bang it for the C |
| But I never gave a F about a F |
| Life before this made me a G |
| But I couldn’t ask Y |
| Cause I pledged allegiance to the C |
| So hail Caesar, that’s who I’m supposed to be |
| Rise and conquer before I D.I.E |
| My boy got a L for an M |
| Trying to make P |
| Man was getting high on a E |
| My phone, it rings for a Q |
| Pain, close friend died over B |
| Holding my emotions while I’m smoking on a J |
| Thinking «is this how my life is gonna be?» |
| Rage mode make me have to run and grab the Mac |
| It’s rock-a-bye baby when I put em all to sleep |
| Mi born and mi raised and mi raised in the jungle |
| Tell my yute, tek it easy, cause the ghetto is greezy |
| Mi born and mi raised and mi raised in the jungle |
| Tell my yute, tek it easy, cause the ghetto is greezy |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| Grinding on a 9 to 5 |
| On a dark road trying to find the light |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |
| I couldn’t see sunshine |