No Sunshine

True story, every sin come with a sacrifice The flow is where I crash at night, what's damn bad I drink water to fill my appetite Had less homies, more candle lights For the right price, get up and switch homie Never knew helping niggas would make a lick of me Talking like my homies, pretending like they for me But when a nigga down bad, they can't do nothing for me Seeing brothers spending brothers, that's why I keep it on me I'm stressing that it's beef, the whole time it's bologna Broke this six years, a nigga felt so lonely Shooter to shooter, f*ck the judge that took him from me Now he got more time, I swear that nigga on me But what's fucked up, the time he gone, he can't repay me 24 hours to talk to Quinn would be so lovely 24 hours to talk to Quinn would be so lovely It's the close ones that end me, misery loves company Lying is beautiful, the truth can be so ugly Ink said I was cold, that's why she couldn't love me She didn't know when she left, she took it from me 2012 was a horrible year for me That's when I found out that homies wasn't homies Pay attention to who you ride with If both sides lit, who you slime with Loyalty, and based on who you got more time with Cause real recognize what your heart miss All them goofy moves and that side shit It's the same reason with new niggas I can't vibe with When the pride get in the way, that's when I dub Now we can't even speak in public Take fam first, but no cousins who kill cousins All based over assumptions In the circle beefing, so can't politic and functions That goofy shit so bogus Send killers, give they right hand a cold shoulder Just to get caught when it was over Every day it was shots, I went to war with the opps As a youngin, I thought ten bands was a lot Just know I keep the pole in my lap Niggas snitching up the road, that shit wack So I can't trust a soul, that's facts Running up the cars, make em maxed out Booming money plays off the cash app New kills give the OG niggas flashbacks I remember getting chased by the cops Then upgrading the SWAT Make them crackers do they motherfucking job Give a f*ck if I get jammed up or not Never make it hot where you squat Niggas send shots at your spot And shooters, who will make your crib into a prop Don't give a f*ck if your family near or not Bitch Bitch Bitch