| Sunshine, living in the ghetto daily trying to find
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| Sunshine, trying to make a million hustling got to dodge
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| One time, I keep my head up even though I feel like giving up
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| Sometimes, Keep your head up trying to find sunshine
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| Man what happened to the sun on my lawn it’s so gloomy and grey
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| I got a feeling 5-O gone try to do me today
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| Nothing but backstreets for me cause I don’t need a vacation
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| Looking for front run up that seem the only compensation
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| The hood is on fire, other soldiers won’t let it down
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| They ain’t set tripping but out here jacking has been alive
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| Misery City what they clicking for no reason at all
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| Even intentions of stacking paper they pleasing them all
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| And outside, smelling like nothing but formaldrahide
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| It’s an everyday suicide, R.I.P. |
| to the ones that died
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| Wake up before you get caught up don’t keep on selling your soul
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| Until your life fall up, you got to try to find
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| We living in a world that’s dirty and so shife
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| You trying to figure out this the game that’s called life
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| These days is cold and got me searching for my soul
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| Like paper bags and lawn chairs man you unfold
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| I’m looking out my window for some, sunshine
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| I’m trying to give it up cause I swear it’s my time
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| I five petreat and start thinking about my sins
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| Roll up another square and start thinking about the benz
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| Talent and skills is what I’m bringing
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| New homes and microphones got the cell phone ringing
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| Push play on the deck, to let my mind collect
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| And try to mash on the gas with no time to sweat
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| This the ghetto, and that’s all I know
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| Another episode from the young don and Ro
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| If the family is tight, then everything’s alright
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| So quick to catch flight for the sunlight, uh
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| Seem like I can’t stand the rain prosecution and struggle up in my brain
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| Got to tell me slow down if you can see all of my veins
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| Cause I ain’t having none of that riff raff to get back and blood
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| Keep my enemy close to me cause your killer be your cuz
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| I wish I was, able to socialize with y’all
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| Instead of trading war stories and taking lies from y’all
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| It’s how it be though, Lil' Keke and Z-Ro we on the grind
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| Long as they talking about us, we know we staying on they mind
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| Don’t hate us congratulate us, why y’all turning up y’all nose
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| Cause it’s been we be spitting straight be burning up y’all glow
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| Want to take it away from pin and pad and pick up a gun
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| You better repent my dog it’s over, you done better try to find |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunshine (Chopped & Screwed), artist - Z-Ro. Album song Tha Omega, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп