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Texty: Lil' Flip. U Gotta Feel Me. Sun Don't Shine.

I thank God everyday for pavin' the way
'Cause he made me what I am today
A young entrepreneur with amazin' talent
In order to be the best you must take the challenge
I'm tryin' a be number one 'cause number two don't matter
People try to pull you down when you climb the ladder
Niggaz hate to see you up but they love it when you down
That's why I'm always quiet when I come around

'Cause talk is cheap, that's why I rap
I'm gettin' NBA money with no salary cap
Momma, it feel good puttin' money in your mailbox
This for my niggaz locked up in the cell blocks

Sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

Sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

In life, you go through joy and pain
And when somebody close die, it give you a migraine
And a whole lot a stress, a whole lot a tears
Days turn into nights, nights turn into years
I'm not happy here, I want another atmosphere
I gotta get away, just to get my mind clear
That's why I smoke so much, 'cause it relieve my stress
Just imagine, everyday I gotta wear my vest

I gotta watch my back 'cause niggaz plottin' a jack
When you see these movin' like crack, you feel that
And to my niggaz in jail, you better keep your head up
And to my niggaz in the hood, keep your bread up

But the sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

Sun don't shine
That's why I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

If I died today, shit, I lived my life
And if I could do it again, I'd do it twice
No mo' movin' white or shootin' dice
Or creepin' late night tryin' a screw your wife
'Cause I'm a changed man, with the heart of a lion
Even if I was a midget, I'd fight a giant
I never give up, I'm from the home of the Braves
I'm still ballin' like Pac, from the cradle to the grave

But the sun don't shine
That's why, I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

But the sun don't shine
That's why, I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away

Sun don't shine
That's why, I spit these rhymes
To ease my mind
For real, I gotta get away