NEW SUN

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This shit right here? I do it for fun
Load up the gun, blow bubblegum
Bitch I'm the one, this ain't no con-test
Load up the liquor and aim at your chest
I cannot rest till they know me the best
Snakes in the grass, the shit I detest
I feel on your ass and feel the horizon
Temperature rising, no 'pologizing
Ball like I'm AD but I am not Ryzen
Suck up the beat like I am a Dyson
My haters they stay pocket watching
Smelling like they forgot about washing
Just joshing, in the pit you can me moshing
Bitches getting surgery looking like botched
But I'm on my shit, this is the mission
No commission I stay wishing, god damn

Under the sun, under the sun
Bitch I'm the one, you know I'm the one
Boy hide your gun, you won't do none
New sun, new sun, new sun, new sun
Talking all that shit but when I see you boy you run
Y'all boys no fun, y'all boys no fun
I'm not yet done, this one will stun
New sun, new sun

Respect to the OGs, one day they'll know me
One day they'll bro me, soon they will grow to me
That's how it's posed to be, need all the dough for me
Need all the dopamine, open the door for me
Bitch got gon' get low for me, go head get low for me
No coat and she colder than me, she getting closer to me
It's quarter to 3
Stripper bitch and I ain't paying no fees
Wanna be part of my family, she wanna cause a calamity
Talking crazy, bitch, that girl is insanity
Holes in your story like cavity
But you know how I'm rocking
Henny in the system, shots all in her body can't resist 'em
She kissed and dismissed em, she greater than Britain
But y'all don't even listen
You just think of a bitch and you miss 'em

Man you a victim, no competition
Must have a fever cause bars are a symptom
I send a pic and she simp to em, know I'm a pimp to em
She tell a story I tell her that's crazy
Can't believe he got you fugazi
These boys now they be getting too lazy
Never dancing, not like Swayze
Couldn't be me, nah
In the streets and I got nice jeans
Brimmed hat looking like Mike Dean
Candyman, Abdul-Mateen
I got the candy, man, could be on my team
Yeah, could be with me seeing green
Known this since I was a pre-teen
Back then wasn't worried bout me though
In the gym tryna work on my free throw
One day Jack'll have my back
He'll know good and well that I got the knack
For it I'm footloose on the loose tape
Finna run the game like a wild ass goose chase,
City on my back like a cape
This shit my escape
Know you peeped my tape
We gone

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