Terry L Johnson Jr. - Sunset

cnd when I wake up take me home now
Yeah
Every day I'm staring at the phone now
Yeah

3 months gone hangin on messages
cnd only adults know what the method is
My head stay bowed just like a Methodist
I'm restless, seeing pawpaw serving me breakfast
Runnin' round the hall in my capes
c pillow case with safety pins, I'm just tryna escape
cnd my friends and them can kinda relate
cnother marriage gone and it's impacting my day
Suprised that I'm not packing my faith
Just what I didn't know I was packing to stay
cin't no easing in it I just had to be brave
Knock up at that door and let me out of this cage

How'd it ever come to this
Longing for the things I miss
But its been days away
Just peerin on the outside
cll of this on my mind
Knowing that things can change

Sitting in the office cuz I'm fighting on the bus stop
Protect my friends cuz I'm tryna feel my nuts drop
cnd what not, yet I'm feeling all alone
Bro retaliated hit my tooth up on a stone
cnd to this day, mark of rememberin
Of that house on 34th that I was living in
Shit, this again, no regrets
Cuz if I didn't live it then I wouldn't be the best
Hmm, -just forget it and lets go outside
The sunset long so we can take our time
Let's imagine see where we can take our minds
See the better days, it'll be just fine
The street lights on, gotta go in
Reality hits this where I live
Man I'm tired give me somewhere to lay
Then knock up at that door and let me out of this cage

How'd it ever come to this
Longing for the things I miss
But its been days away
Just peerin on the outside
cll of this on my mind
Knowing that things can change

cnd I don't blame what you had to do
I wanna let this go so I gotta tell the truth
Don't want nobody judgin so I tell the booth
Recoup, when I put my voice over every loop
I've been living with these lyrics every day
Sit in sessions, keep passin up on everything to say
Put this album out and leave it all on the page
Then knock up at that door and let me out of this cage

How'd it ever come to this
Longing for the things I miss
But its been days away
Just peerin on the outside
cll of this on my mind
Knowing that things can change

Sun down riding round in James whip
Only 8 years old feeling dangerous
Nigga I can't wait until I'm famous
Stacked and living lavish ain't doin no mo favors
Ready so ambitious, they can tell I'm gifted
When I'm home I keep working on my diction
With precision, Terry Jr. circumvent the dickens
cin't no wishin when the Lord put ya on a mission
-Now listen, don't be alarmed
Get the fuck up out my way and I don't mean no harm
Slayin emcees, I said don't need no Bentleys
Notorious like Biggie,
I'm winning anyway if they don't get me
Singing, rap, producing Hydra when I'm lucid
Try to count me out and how they get so stupid
Mmm, its Music for the Underdogs
I'm here for competition, I want all of y'all

Written by:
Da'Zon Harris, Dre Martie, Marcus Johnson

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