Repeated Cycle Lyrics

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

She's gone

Wonder if she's gonna stay

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

Man this cycle gotta stop

Monkey see monkey do

Youngins runnin' to the block

Was the truth with the pill

Truth in the field

He toting Glocks

Talkin' bout he gotta opp

All he needed was a shot

Just to take him to the top

Man lil' bruh he was a star

I'm talkin' bout a phenom

Reminded me of Dion

I hate for it to be done

Soldiers keep on leavin'

Victim to all these guns

Lace up your cleats

Lace up your sneaks

We need a rerun

I'm talkin' way back when

Saturdays Daffin

Now see that was real war

We all wanted to win

Early mornings lil' league

Gettin' it in

Twelve o'clock we at the big field

Under the tents

After that we split apart

I'm talkin' recreation parks

Real deal hoopers

Man them kids was at top of the charts

Middle school to high school

They in the paper on the news

On the circuit AAU

Playin' like somethin' to prove

But it's not his fault

He had a dream but he lost

Folks sellin' dreams

Talkin' bout they'll take him to the top

But it all was flaw

Coach just want him cause he raw

It make coach look good

His face clean his pockets up

Now look at lil bruh he beat

Gettin' high you know he geeked

And he sellin' packs for cheap

Tryin' to flip it like he Meech

Could've played for the heat

Or ran some routes just like Tyreek

And now all he know is Chief

That Gary Payton in the Leaf

He was a fool with the D

Lil bruh handles like Kyrie

Could've shot that thing from three

But now he sparkin' if you reach

And now Brodie stuck

Life gettin' rough

Now he actin' tough

He gotta fit in

What you think he gon' pick up

Man we gotta break it

Too much talent gettin' wasted

Only some that make it

Cause the city full of hatred

Gotta come together

Storm the weather

Through whatever

Put the beef aside

Help each other

Chances double

Too much talent in the street

We goin' prep

And go D3

Man them folks online be weak

Savannah really got that heat

And I ain't talkin' two or three

Man the talent really deep

See for yourself

Cause talk is cheap

This rap no cap

It come from me

And I'm just speakin' what I see

Actually man one was me

Instead I chose me a degree

That's not the point

Cause it's by we

Eight deaths

Less than a week

That hurt my heart

Cause this my peeps

Deserve this life just like me

But I ain't gon' never question G!