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Sundown
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sundown was released on October 24, 2025 by LMF Records as a part of the album Bigger bag
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelLMF Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Forever7K
Forever7K
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Drexel Andre Reed
Drexel Andre Reed
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WHOISDOOGIE
WHOISDOOGIE
Co-Producer

Lyrics

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****, would wait til the sun down and get that shit out they chest
I was the one who was tellin' them ****, go get on their grind
And you gettin' love, been gettin' dressed
****, don't like this type of style, cause I do it the best
I done jumped on plenty beats, feelin' like a bird flyin' out the nest
I smoke woods, never needed stress, on my grind, feel I do it best
I felt like we're gonna be workin' it out, so I use me a beat for the get off the stress
Feel I'm impressed, hardly **** jumped in the game, they ain't have a vest
Now you wanna break that pad, couldn't get that bag, wonder why you couldn't pass that test
I digress, can't acknowledge goofy shit, that boy impressed
Try my best, for all my **** in heaven, I know that they gettin' they rest
Feelin' oppressed, I put em on my type of time, now I ain't sittin' back
I know the pad lean to the money, so I gotta really get it off my chest
Hey, hey, hey, okay, wait, I'm bouta make me a play
Hey, I really feel I ain't makin' it out, I gotta make me a way
Hey, took me a while to go figure it out, now I be shittin' okay
Hey, I put a spanner bitch up in the house, now she in the bitch screamin' ole
**** be real, be seekin' the beef, they won't get at it with me
Get it, it's free, I'm never duckin' the smoke, no, you never wanna run into me
I can't prepare for the drought, don't care about the rain, they ain't never been duckin' on me
They find a body all up in the crib, I told em, he shouldn't keep fuckin' with me
Hey, got a degree for maintainin' the smoke, I'm never lettin' it go
He sent a text, said he was hittin' my bitch, but that was never my ho
Hey, I might just go and just start me a riot, I'ma apply some more
I had to send me a trip to the tribes and now I be fuckin' these bitches by four
Hey, I'm really up on the scope, hey, highly buck me a boat
They really posin' like crows, you claimin' that you get that baggy
But you couldn't show me a roll, let's see the heat up in the bag
And you really be stackin' the bowls, I get a ID print right now
You call me McLovin, I told a bitch, can I get some space right now
I ain't never need no huggin, ayy, she keep on throwin' that pussy on me
I don't really care about the fuckin, she wanna trick, I ain't never trick on a bitch
I went and hit on a cousin, ayy, got a new pack, I just need me some wood
I'm in the hood livin' good, I gave a **** a text, he couldn't pass it
Don't think he got understood, ayy, I know a bitch, she be sweeter than peach
Ayy, feel like the best, never come like the rest, and I hope you get that understood
****, go way to the sun, I'ma get that shit off they chest
I was the one who was tellin' the ****, go get on that grind
And you gettin' love, been gettin' dressed
**** don't like this type of style, cause I do it the best
I done jumped on plenty beats, feelin' like a bird flyin' out the nest
I smoke woods, never needed stress, on my grind, feel like doin' best
I felt like we're gonna be workin' it out, so I used me a B for the get off the stress
Felt I'm impressed, hardly **** jumped in the game, they ain't have a vest
Now you wanna break that path, couldn't get that bag, wonder why you couldn't pass that test
Can't acknowledge goofy shit, that boy impressed, tried my best
For all my **** in heaven, I know that they gettin' they rest
Feelin' oppressed, I put em on my type of time, now he sittin' back
I know the path leadin' to the money, so I gotta really get it off my chest
Written by: Drexel Andre Reed
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