Lyrics Sun Down - Anonymuz

Stargazing
Quiet, even though my heart's racing
South Beach, right around Art Basel
Wonder when things gon' start changing

I need Obama back
I feel like I need a trauma pack
For my psyche, I might need a hollow tip
Shorty calling, I might need to call her back
I see all of y'all asking the same thing

What is life for a nigga like me?
Everybody wanna be the friend that I want
But don't nobody wanna be the friend that I need
Everybody tryna see end of my peace
But ain't nobody tryna see the end of my piece
Maybe fake shit was the lesson I need
Maybe tryna face shit was a better idea (yeah, maybe not)

But I don't know
Whole world made a nigga monotone
Then wanna judge me off the cover of my novel
So I just deal with it
Next week I might feel different
Talk shit might be real friction
Been that way for a lil' minute, so

What I'ma do?
Blood on my shoes, blood of my blood
Blood in the booth, blood in my cup
Blood in my roots, blood in my love
Blood in my food

Too much of anything is dangerous
Two cups of Henny please to pain with us
New Chucks can never ease the pain, brother
New love don't ever feel the same, does it?
Damn

I don't fuck with a lot of people I grew up with
I was on the grind, they was on some dumb shit
I was on the dime, they was on some dumb shit
I don't wanna rhyme when I'm off the substance
I just wanna find something I can fuck with
I just want a sign that I'm not up out my mind
'Cause I'm all about my grind, I can't watch the sunset
People tryna sleep on me, it feel like (feel like)

I'm living in a prison in real life (real life)
I think about ending it, still might (still might)
A little percent of me see the bitch in your energy
And a little percent of me feel like (feel like)
There ain't no karma
So why I'm so amazed when it ain't no honor code
But I feel the same, boy, I ain't no father
Sun down (sun down)

(You already know what the fuck going on) sun down
(It's no threat, bitch)
(Ain't no motherfucking threat, not now or ever) sun down, yeah
(Fuck outta here if you ain't rappin' forever) sun down
(You know what the fuck going on)
(Red X on my skin, nigga, that's war-paint, bitch) yeah