Michael Angelo II - Living In The Sun

I said rest in peace to Michael Brown
They shot him with hands up
You put on for these hoes I'm trynna smoke and run my bands up
Carolina nigga and I got it off them back roads
Where niggas is real hungry and they mind stay in attack mode
Grind hard limited stunting see what you get
Grind hard and ball out you gone stay in some shit
Now don't grind hard and be stupid nigga
Don't point a gun at somebody if you want shoot the nigga now that's just stupid nigga
And don't be telling all your information know a couple
People that'll turn it into a situation
And all the shit I did never was to be cool
I say boys make excuses and men do what they gotta do straight up

I said walking in new parties with my same niggas
If you ain't from the struggle boy we not the same nigga
And I hustled just to connect some type of ends
Just put that poster up of that seven forty five benz
And I Just wrote my brother and let him know I'm alright
Thinking bout when we was out there getting it in all night
And I was raised to mind my business and don't do know telling
My closest friends was drug dealers jack boys and them felons
And then I never hated on a man cuz I could do the same
They say with success and money somethings are bound to change
Living out In the sun you'll see some shit
Wishing all my niggas was here to see this shit

Written by:
Michael Chrisp

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