Sweet Sun
Thank you, Lord, for this life
Even though I almost hung up the mic
You held me tight
I got visions of us watching the sun in paradise
While the angels switch off the stars, let it all shine
But lately it's not beautiful
Suicide is clinical
Nobody is critical
I lost my holy principles
10 girls can baby you
But only one will care for you
Even with their names tatted on you
They can hurt you
I used to really do it for you
Now it's for the views
Trying to get the brand to the interviews
Snooze and you lose
Woah
Even if I don't win
No fans on the stage
No hands in the air
You gave me the chance to do all that I can
That's why I wrote this so I can show the world
That dear God you're my
Dear God, you are my sweet sun
Yeah, you give me all the reason
I haven't spoken to you in a while
I had to redefine what Love is
Now I turned into a demon child
My friends ask me if I'm alive
I don't even know, I won't even lie
These days I don't talk about church
I don't even go, I don't even try
Yea
Uh
I don't want to do this no more
I've been drinking alcohol
Letting lust lead can't do this no more
How are you telling me to go forward
I lost two homeboys
I can't do this no more
I can't do this no more
But I know
There is no loving like this
Man, I've been living in bliss
I wake up and then choose death
What kind of living is this
Man, it's tragic
Most of my niggas are trapped in cages
I don't understand it
Most of my people abandoned
Most of my people are
But God you are
You're my sweet sun
Yeah, you give me all the reason
Dear God, you're my sweet sun
Yeah, you give me all the reason
Even though I almost hung up the mic
You held me tight
I got visions of us watching the sun in paradise
While the angels switch off the stars, let it all shine
But lately it's not beautiful
Suicide is clinical
Nobody is critical
I lost my holy principles
10 girls can baby you
But only one will care for you
Even with their names tatted on you
They can hurt you
I used to really do it for you
Now it's for the views
Trying to get the brand to the interviews
Snooze and you lose
Woah
Even if I don't win
No fans on the stage
No hands in the air
You gave me the chance to do all that I can
That's why I wrote this so I can show the world
That dear God you're my
Dear God, you are my sweet sun
Yeah, you give me all the reason
I haven't spoken to you in a while
I had to redefine what Love is
Now I turned into a demon child
My friends ask me if I'm alive
I don't even know, I won't even lie
These days I don't talk about church
I don't even go, I don't even try
Yea
Uh
I don't want to do this no more
I've been drinking alcohol
Letting lust lead can't do this no more
How are you telling me to go forward
I lost two homeboys
I can't do this no more
I can't do this no more
But I know
There is no loving like this
Man, I've been living in bliss
I wake up and then choose death
What kind of living is this
Man, it's tragic
Most of my niggas are trapped in cages
I don't understand it
Most of my people abandoned
Most of my people are
But God you are
You're my sweet sun
Yeah, you give me all the reason
Dear God, you're my sweet sun
Yeah, you give me all the reason
Credits
Writer(s): Koketso Morake
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