My Life in the sunshine, the sun don't shine too much on mine.
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But i feel funny wayss on sunny days, honey plays, money pays but keep in on sunny days.
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Used to be my baby, but now you just the neighborhood kid.
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And i'm thinkin bout' the things i did, just to make ya' happy.
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Scoop ya' scrappy, but listen to the nappy pappy.
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It's all about money, It's all about mo' money, and it's gettin mo funny
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in the sunny days. I think about my wicked ways, juices got me crazed, so crime pays.
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Puttin' in work doin' my dirt, and I'm the one that ends up gettin hurt.
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Just for a peice a' puss', a peice of bush, and now the next man's gettin tha' toosh.
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I Guess i know next time, but for now i'm just losin' my mind, cause' I'm caught up in the sunshine.
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chours
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(Samples: My life My life, in the sunshine)
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In the sunshine, I'm fellin' kinda' mellow, watch the crackhead say hello.
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I'm just a little ghetto boy ghetto child, runnin' wild with the freestyle.
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I dropped out a school to clock papers.
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Now when the niggas see me, they clock vapors.
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Watchin' them Dayton's hit the sunlight, so i hold my gun tight.
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Everybody out to get me, see my minds playin tricks with me, so don't bullshit me.
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I used to have some homies, but see i dissed all my homies, so now i'm kinda' lonely.
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But it's all about me, but it's too head for me ta' see, through my jealousy.
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A nigga caught me slippin at a red light, 2 shots/2 shots to my dome, now i'm dead right.
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Through thick and thin homies should stay tight.
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Thats all i was thinkin' bout', With my brains blew out,
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In the sunshine.
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Chours
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In the sunshine, niggas feel good, smokin herbs, chillin in the hood.
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Shoot a little dice, fuck a little hoe, and then some nigga try to rob the liquir store.
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They shot em' in the back on the way out, like a sucka' what a way to go out.
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Tried to steel some bread to feed his babies, they said crack babies neighborhood crazy.
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Now i guess the babies don't eat, bloody daddies head dead in the street.
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And their ain't no rainbows where the cocaine flows.
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Thats where ya' go when you try to behave hard.
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I guess he'll know next time.
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But his babies losin' they minds, in the sunshine.
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chours
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Sunshine
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Esham |