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See The Sun More


Maniac

Past events got my brain bugging
I keep speaking to the lord, but he says nothing
Spray sutting say nutting how the ends goes
Before the rain poured I saw the pain coming
Bruddas pushing buttons just to see you fall
When you climb back up they push the same buttons
Coming from the bottom tryna scoop it all
Daralis in my rears got me lane cutting
I ain't listening to shit but I ain't stubborn
Certain bruddas make me sick like I ate sutting
Tryna get my bread stacked, you can get your head clapped
Better step back like a train coming
Fuck I gotta front for, I was in the back tryna make it to the front row
But I got the devil on my back, burner on my lap
And I think hella feds at my front door

Gotta see my son more
Stress piling up, got me billing up a blunt raw
Tell me where the sun went
All I see is rain drops gotta see the sun more

And ima glide on the prick
And ima ride on those pussies when I feel like
A bag of man are just pussies, and they eat pussy blood that's real life
Stressing like an old man
I know my sons praying like I'm home akh
Mama said listen real close you're an only child you better have your own back
Been up on the road akh
Seen a big man with no car getting road taxed
I'm getting with the program
Bruddah you're a bowcat, listening to slow jams
Look, Reminiscing and I'm thinking how you can't stop time
You know shit gets peak, its a hard knock life
How a snitch get 3, but my darg got 5
Now my dargs in jail and his hearts gone ice
Fucked up once, blud I can't flop twice
Give a fuck if my bougs and my cars not nice
Cuh my dargs in jail and his marg got bills and his marg mad I'll and her yards got mice
More life, little mans up stressed, tryna get it all night
He just lost everything he loves blud
But he's smiling at the world like he's alright
Never been rich I've been poor twice
You can get showered with the 45
Never been rich I've been poor twice
You can get showered with the 45

Gotta see my son more
Stress piling up, got me billing up a blunt raw
Tell me where the sun went
All I see is rain drops gotta see the sun more

Gotta see my son more
Stress piling up, got me billing up a blunt raw
Tell me where the sun went
All I see is rain drops gotta see the sun more

Reflecting on my ones
I'm thinking bout some shit that's affected me and my mum
I hope my efforts in the rain ain't reflected on my son
He gets affection from his dad and affection from his mum
You gotta move smart, pay attention in the slums
Get effective for the money, get effective for the funds
I need to be a boss or executive or sutting
I see bruddas giving up, they just exiting and running

Gotta see my son more
Stress piling up, got me billing up a blunt raw
Tell me where the sun went
All I see is rain drops gotta see the sun more

Gotta see my son more
Stress piling up, got me billing up a blunt raw
Tell me where the sun went
All I see is rain drops gotta see the sun more

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