SONSHINE

[Intro]
Yeah, you dig?
What are you doing?
You say your prayers?

[Hook]
I'm like silk the fuckin' shot up
I got the .40 on me blocka
Fuck the opps and fuck the coppers
On the blocker like Ibaka
Keep it gully, keep it proper
'Fore they clean you with the mop up
Got a chopper at the popper just in case you wanna pop up
I'm like Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee and Rondo number 9
You ain't gotta stat to see my rap, don't waste my fuckin' time
Lotta money on the line, please don't get in front of mine
Cause my momma need a brighter wrist, her son 'gone need to shine

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I be afraid to live, sometimes I'm scared to die
Cause you don't know and I don't know what's on the other side
Remember I was afraid to fly
Now we livin' in the sky
Then went 30 thousand feet up and my feet up in the flight

[Hook]
I'm like silk the fuckin' shot up
I got the .40 on me blocka
Fuck the opps and fuck the coppers
On the blocker like Ibaka
Keep it gully, keep it proper
'Fore they clean you with the mop up
Got a chopper at the popper just in case you wanna pop up
I'm like Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee and Rondo number 9
You ain't gotta stat to see my rap, don't waste my fuckin' time
Lotta money on the line, please don't get in front of mine
Cause my momma need a brighter wrist, her son 'gone need to shine

[Verse 2]
This shit is getting outta hand, I hit 'em with my right
Rest in piece to Tina, get to scrappin' like I'm Ike
I like it when my baby bark, I love it when she bite
Big pippin' like I'm Dolemite, she blow like dynamite
My brothers rather shoot it out, man, they ain't tryna fight
Kelechi not a killer but don't push him cause he might
Twenty-twenty, it's on sight
We 'gon run this shit tonight
Once I found a girl I like I turned that woman to my wife

[Hook]
I'm like silk the fuckin' shot up
I got the .40 on me blocka
Fuck the opps and fuck the coppers
On the blocker like Ibaka
Keep it gully, keep it proper
'Fore they clean you with the mop up
Got a chopper at the popper just in case you wanna pop up
I'm like Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee and Rondo number 9
You ain't gotta stat to see my rap, don't waste my fuckin' time
Lotta money on the line, please don't get in front of mine
Cause my momma need a brighter wrist, her son 'gone need to shine

[Bridge]
The sun 'gon need to shine
The sun 'gon need to shine
Lotta money on the line
Please don't get in front of mine
Cause my momma need a brighter wrist, her son 'gone need to shine

[Outro]
I'm like silk the fuckin' shot up
I got the .40 on me blocka
Fuck the opps and fuck the coppers
On the blocker like Ibaka
Keep it gully, keep it proper
'Fore they clean you with the mop up
Got a chopper at the popper just in case you wanna pop up
What are you doing?
You say your prayers?