Sunshine N' Mangos

All this love out this shit
All these thugs
I just ran down on my nigga for real
And I gave em a hug
15 years, that boy out the pen like a pig in the mud
He got his lil Gucci, I told em to pose and flicking it up(Aye)

You know that it's real, when you come to the city
And they show you the love
You know that it's real, when it's you and yo dogs
And you never give up
Member when Lordy was at the A.T.M, Tryna stick the shit up

Told em chill I got a plan, we bout to get the really big bucks
Ducked off in the cut, ain't no salt in the wounds
Black boy had to go up top
But you know I'm coming back soon, I'm a runaway slave

Had the trap jump back pump boom, but that was back up in the days
Had to get up out the cage
Had to get up out the rage
Had to flip another page
Had to tell my nigga fuck it I'm going home, gimme couple days
Bet a nigga set the stage
B-Hall got the sage

I bet we'll never be slaves again
I bet we'll never be slaves, I'm happy I'm home
(Gaddamn happy I'm home, gaddamn happy I'm home)

Yeah I went to my mama crib
Shot a lil vid with the niggas I know, I told DB
I wanted to go he said fuck let's get out the snow
I cut to the city I put on my Reebok's
And then I go put on a show
I cut to the city I put on my Reebok's
And then I just switched up the flow

Whoa, I don't tik on the Tok
Whoa, I put lil Gabe on the tok
I put the fork in the pot, whoa
Feel like I'm whipping wok(Aye)
Cha cha, niggas not drink no mai Tai
Shit I will go straight to your mata
Bad mon ting nah mata(Aye)
I'm happy I'm home(happy I'm home, happy I'm home)



Credits
Writer(s): Marlon Smith
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