Sunny Days

God I need you again I got so much on my mind

If this what I'm supposed to do need you to give me a sign

See these real problems I'm speaking I'm just making them rhyme

Throughout the day I wanna cry but I don't ever have time

Seven years old I'm on the floor ducking under the windows

They breaking in houses I'm praying they don't take my nintendo

Praying some niggas don't come in here rob me and my kinfolk

Cause we ain't got no money even though it might appear so

Momma make enough at work so it ain't like we poor

But we still growing up in the gardens being raised in the four

Got some money said that I was gone go move to the north

Next thing I know eviction notice on my mufuckin door