Z-Ro - Sunshine lyrics
Sunshine ringtone on your mobile phone
[Z-Ro] No more letters to the President, this one is to Jehovah What was born into the world as a Christian, now becomes a soldier I'm pimping a pen from living in sin, so niggaz like my song Chef Ro-V up in the kitchen, so these cluckers like my stones Mo City Texas that's my home, but I'm known to be a loner Never no witness to this crime, when I'm creeping the fuck up on you 1 by 1 and a cigarette, maybe Newport shorts and a box of possibly Kool Just a nigga do anything to get paid, they say I'm a god damn fool I conversate with mama, but she can't answer me back I'm in a world one deep missing that lady, cause that cancer did that It got a nigga looking for a wife, but most of these hoes be living shife Wait till a nigga get paid then get leid, and try to take a nigga life I just can't take no more my heart is broke, and it got too many cracks Any woman I love don't need a pistol, cause she be killing me with that So look into my eyes, and please tell me what you see Will they open the pearly gates for me, I wanna be free [Hook - 2x] I wonder if the sun shines, on the other side Cause I bet my mama, ain't seen a rainy day since she died And maybe being gone, ain't all that bad It's gotta be better than wasting time, with a pen and a pad [Z-Ro] Living in poverty, ain't part of the plan So I'm on the corner, hustling with work in my hand I know my mama, wouldn't approve of my lifestyle But see I must get it the way I live, and that's right now My nigga my credit's fucked up, so I can't put nothing in my name Let alone I'm having hard times, maintaining some change I'm so familiar with anger, smoking B can't even stop the pain I walk assured, God please stop the rain While I'm fiending for heaven, seem like hell is what I'm living For my destiny's to die, or forever walk the prison floor How can I be a man, 24 with no home I'm putting the piece to your dome, and leaving it like the ozone A cold cold world, that we living in Killas'll take your life, and it ain't gotta be about no divid-ends Forgive me for my sins, I'm just trying to make it Trying to keep my pistol from my head, cause I just can't take it [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] I wonder if the Lord, is gonna show me some compassion Or will I be victim to motherfuckers, when they blasting Having flashbacks of '94, with bullets to the back Cause my homies left me lonely, now my partna is my strap Living everyday like it's my last one, so I'm tripping Keep my finger on the trigga nigga, everytime I'm flipping I don't wanna be another face, on a T-shirt So when motherfuckers bring the drama, me and Nina burst Know I need to be in church, but I'm trapped out on the block Pumping rock after rock, God please make it stop I'm a victim of the struggle, trying to make my life easy But it ain't what I expected, it's hectic it's sleezy I'm on my knees daily, asking God to stop the pain Dealing with all this damn strain, see my pistol see my brain About to take my final stand, I'm a man in his own mind Steady hurting, but I hope I heal in time [Hook - 2x]
