Sun Don’t Shine Young Roddy (Ft. Ren Gettz)

[Intro]
Good sense
Good sense

Ma stomach growling I'm hungry
Do you hear my pain I'm hungry
I'm killing this game by my lonely self
Got a bullet with a nigga name on it


[Verse 1]
I was born and raised where the sun don’t shine
Where the nigga slaying cane in the heat one time
And I seen this shit like too many time
For them gold digging bitches tryna stop my shine
I got shot at twice and my lungs collapsed
I done already used two lifelines
I got a down ass bitch and I love that bitch
She was with me when I wasn’t in my right mind
When I tour the world I tell her keep it tight
Don’t believe the hype these rap niggas lying
I was bumping my music all the time
I said they bitching at me told me turn it down
But if a hit that pussy then I own it
I was sixteen sipping on coronas
But all I got is my pen my pad my girl my world and cojones
He look out for me like I look out for him
You damn right I'll die for the homies
I had a long night on a all night flight rather cold
Can I hit it in the morning