No Sun
• Written by user94260681
I look back at when I was high
Sigh!!
Rip fortune, I throw up the peace sign
Why?
Why u GATS to go boy
Look your momma moved on
And ur pops on the run
My life with no son, yeah its dark where my torch
I try not to rush
But I easily love
That's not the way for a thug
And now am acting like God
I'm his son, I gat his image
I don't mess around with females
Yeah I try to fight my demons
Hope my rap will be a sermon
No sun no sun its a dark world
Life ain't sweet thus says my taste buds
"I ain't playing" that's word to my ex boss
New boss, please I need my papers
I gat to pay pals
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user94260681
Member since July 22 2018