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SINCERELY, X

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SINCERELY, X was released on June 15, 2026 by SUNSOFSAMN as a part of the album DESERT PUNK

AlbumDESERT PUNK

June 15, 2026

LabelSUNSOFSAMN

LanguageEnglish

BPM190

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When I say S.A.M.N

Y'all say X

S.A.M.N

X

S.A.M.N

X

Desert Punk

S.A.M.N

X

S.A.M.N

X

I've been running bases just tryna get back to home, I got

All these songs with my homies, need to get one with God

I'm really proud of them, I'm really proud of me

The ones that doubted me took a different psychology

O.T. my focus and only

My mind gotta pad lock, my heart gotta gold key

My conscience knows consequences from karma are gon' keep

Comin good or bad, can't get mad when it's ugly

And damn

I love this too much and I know that will never change

And nothing gon' kill me, I'm forever strange

I've been stickin' to the script, just another page

You've been lookin' for a watch and another chain

Time's up, another mountain to climb up

Climate change, I'm cold as the Arctic

So punk, they truly have never known us

But so what, the X finna be thrown up

When I say S.A.M.N

Y'all say X

S.A.M.N

X

S.A.M.N

X

Can you count suckers?

S.A.M.N

X

S.A.M.N

X

Look, I'ma get at ya like handles on insta

My note book in a headlock, I'm drawing attention

I watch **** that can't afford to not pay us attention

It ain't shit, we wiped they ass, deferring the tissue

Talking tough you ain't gristle

Grip the mic like a grudge, GRRRRR

Growl a rhythm, it's tight as a hug

I bite down in my sleep, I'm grinding all night, gotta grub

Doubt we'd last in the first place, **** I ain't give a fuck

**** eyeing my lunch but they can't stomach what's lining my gut

Intuition, love, trust, dirt, grime and some dust

Yeah I rhyme in the dark

Shawty whining and fuss

Too much time we apart

Too much thought in your start, you ain't gon find it in park

You a dog but you never bite when it's time to get bark

If she lie I'ma cut her off, yeah my life full of scars

Buddy wanna be us, my **** your life is a farce

S.A.M.N

X

S.A.M.N

X

And miracles, is the way things 'ought to be

I own this desert bitches

No validation, I pick up the pieces

I lay my hands, I give it all to Jesus

Ma wipe them tears, can't let them feel the weakness

I bang my head cuz they ain't wanna listen

This glass break got a cut from the reaper

We been bound to reach the heights

Middle finger the system

God's way of lookin out

That's the way to get richer

I bow my head to the High, all thanks to the teacher

I never had any doubts, I wrote this shit in my mind

Having real complications, know this shit takes time

We ain't going back to none of that, this shit is divine

And Momma look at ya son

A tear now please dry your eyes, I'm gone

Damn, that shit was dope

You're standing right now with 9 delegates, secure our territory

You starin at me for a while I might turn to medusa

The biggest hater is alive and he feeling like Luthor

Been on ya head for a while, take a shot then I shoot ya

And I don't need a fuckin favor from yo favorite producer

I dropped an album bout my pain thought it'd give me relief

And how you figure that I'm gifted upgraded the suite

I wrote this poem while 20,000 ft. in the air

The Stewardess complimenting me on my braided hair

Tuck me in a leather sheet with some new regime

I need a whip clean, remedy with a newer lease

I'm in the booth now, can I stay and just overeat?

Yeah, I double cup but we ain't in New Orleans

God level with the flow, I'm in it for keeps

It's Desert punk for you bitch, sincerely from me

That's crap brothers

And 20,000 more, not organized but ready to fight

Shordie tried to do me foul, man you just like the rest

Everything ain't black and white, man you ain't the ref

I paid dues to my connect, them other dudes got that stepped on

Fullcourt soldier, wrap my casket in teflon

Everybody asking ****, how he put that on?

How he get that on and how he in that mode?

We moved from pesos, Turks and Caicos

8 hoes walking 'round talking bout that they hate clothes, they ain't know

I look around now everybody know

Everybody know my **** in the city bouta—

But what the fuck do I say to my sister?

My mom gone now I'm gone, no family pictures

It breaks my fucking soul, I gotta say that I miss ya

I still ain't never gotchu how I said that I'd get ya

Looking for role models

Well have you looked at my figures? My **** how do you figure

That **** called me his fam, man that ain't even my ****

That **** act like a fan and it ain't even really chilly in here

My **** comin for the chilli this year

I say the future is ours

Don't give a fuck about no boos, I seen what you **** cheer for

All the kids on drugs, **** coke is a resource

Get the fuck out my face talkin vote and read more

**** got bare minimum, they trying to eat more

2020 to right now, I'm tryna see more

**** get made fun of when they trying to be more

I hate ****, never mind it but aye ****

Now you know you gotta grind for 8 figures 'fore you work for 8 ****

P

Desert Punk man

Written by: S.A.M.N X

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