Sunshine

No more letters to the president, this one is to Jehova
 One was born into the what is a Christian now becomes a soldier
 I've put in a pin from livin' in sin so niggas like my songs
 Cheryl G up in the kitchen so these truckers like my stone
 Most think Texas, that's my home, but I'm known to be a loner
 There ain't no witness to this crime when I'm creepin' the fuck up on you
 What if I point at the cigarette? Maybe new poor choices
 And a box of possible cool
 Does a nigga do anything to get paid? They say I'm a goddamn fool
 I call the sacred momma but she can't answer me back
 I'm in a world, went deep, missin' that daily 'cause that quesadilla bad
 It got a nigga lookin' for white, but most of these hoes be givin' it shite
 Wait 'til a nigga get paid, then get laid and try and take a nigga life
 I just can't take no more, my heart is broken, it got too many cracks
 See the woman I love don't need a pistol
 'Cause she be killin' 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
 I wonder if the sun shines on the other side
 'Cause I bet my momma ain't seen a rainy day since she died
 And maybe bein' gone ain't all that bad
 It's gotta be better than wastin' time with a pen and a pad
 I wonder if the sun shines on the other side
 'Cause I bet my momma ain't seen a rainy day since she died
 And maybe bein' gone ain't all that bad
 It's gotta be better than wastin' time with a pen and a pad
 Livin' in poverty ain't a part of the plan
 So I'm on the corner hustlin' with work in my hand
 I know my momma 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 havin' hard time maintaining some change
 I'm so familiar with anger, smokin' weed can't even stop the pain
 A walkin' shame, got teased out the rain
 While I'm feelin' for heaven, seem like hell is what I'm livin' for
 My destiny's to die or forever walk the prison floor
 How can I be a man, 24, with no home?
 I'll put the beast in your dome and leave it there like the ozone
 A cold, cold world that we livin' in
 Killers will take your life and it ain't gotta be about no dividence
 Forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryin' to make it
 Tryin' to keep my pistol from my head 'cause I just can't take it
 I wonder if the sun shines on the other side
 'Cause I bet my momma ain't seen a rainy day since she died
 And maybe bein' gone ain't all that bad
 It's gotta be better than wastin' time with a pen and a pad
 I wonder if the sun shines on the other side
 'Cause I bet my momma ain't seen a rainy day since she died
 And maybe bein' gone ain't all that bad
 It's gotta be better than wastin' time with a pen and a pad
 I wonder if the Lord is gonna show me some compassion
 Or will I be victim to motherfuckers when they blastin'?
 Havin' flashbacks of '94, with drillers to the back
 'Cause my niggas left me lonely, now my colony is my strat
 Livin' every day like it's my last one, so I'm trippin'
 Keep my finger on the trigger, nigga, every time I'm flippin'
 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
 Pumpin' rock after rock, God please make it stop
 I'm a victim of the struggle, tryna make my life easy
 But it ain't what I expected, it's hectic, it's sleazy
 I'm on my knees beggin', askin' God to stop the pain
 Did it with all this damn strain, see my pistol, see my brain
 I'm 'bout to take my final stand, I'm a man in his own mind
 Steady hurtin' but I hope I heal in time
 I wonder if the sun shines on the other side
 'Cause I bet my momma ain't seen a rainy day since she died
 And maybe bein' gone ain't all that bad
 It's gotta be better than wastin' time with a pen and a pad
 I wonder if the sun shines on the other side
 'Cause I bet my momma ain't seen a rainy day since she died
 And maybe bein' gone ain't all that bad
 It's gotta be better than wastin' time with a pen and a pad