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Here comes the bomb
It's a new day, so sway your ass, and blast with that man packing AKs
The deeper the lyrics, the deeper my rum, the deeper the sets
Oh yes, I'm blessed, the deeper my mind
And this is how it goes, no love for those
'Cause nowadays they turn from friends to foes
I hit the block, reminiscing on my younger days
When I stayed on the east side, **** died
'Cause they didn't know how to get they blasts on
So I started collectin' my dough, and let them hoes get jacked on
Now they see me in another picture (- bitch)
Fuck 'em, I'm still gettin' richer
Now put your money where your mouth fits
And I don't have to scream to tell you hoes about this south shit
We rollin' drop top, Viper on the freeway
Me and T-Drake, what's the cliche?
He say, never trust a bitch
Do you trust a bitch? I don't trust a bitch
(Watch your ass 'cause these hoes will take all your shit)
I'm puttin' it down for my real G's
I'm puttin' it down for them **** since day one, pack the Uzi
Is this some hoes in your clique? If so, then don't trip
'Cause these **** don't know who they fuckin' with
That SCG on a hooray (hooray)
And it's a new day (new day) (new day)
It's a new day (new day, new day, new day) (new day)
It's a new day (new day, new day, new day)
It's my bitch, I motivate and activate
I diagnose that real player you love to hate
I don't eat pussy so I won't lose weight
Give me the endo, the money and the mic and I'm straight
(Hey, hey), you really don't know the meaning
When I be serving these motherfuckers
And making **** get the triple beam, when I mobs up the block
I be dodging them cops on my way to eight balls, he got all the cock
I seen a bitch in my rear view, know I had to adjust my mirror
****, to get a clear view
And at the same time, the bitch was checking me, so I put it in the park
My dick was hard, it's getting dark
It's funny how time flies
I went from do or die to getting high and laying pot (hun)
Now what would you do if my whole crew dunked (dumped) on your ass?
Would you give up or blast? Ask a **** from the south side
A **** lied, we took his ride, that **** died
And this is how it's done
That SCG getting fucked up, me and Boo in the Chevy
(Yeah), it's a new day
It's a new day (new day, new day, new day)
(Yeah), it's a new day (new day, new day, new day)
Help me stand up on the cups, I erupt as I bust with the 12-gauge
**** be makin' the front page, every day, every day (day)
These **** doin' the same old shit, that we did in the 12th grade
And I can see it on your face (on your face), you tried to put me in that shit
Tried to get me caught up in the murder case
That's why I had to vamp
And now it's a new day, ****
And I'll be rollin' with that suave camp
Rags to riches, the sacks still live my britches
From bags to ditches, I still got class in all my bitches
And I'll be rollin' with some ballin' ass **** from the south side
No more do I have to drive mama's ride (drive mama's ride)
Swing with me, I'll bring the drama like Jason (Jason)
And I'm chasing (chasing) when these **** perpetrating (perpetrating)
Violate the step when things get thick, my grip's a must
So now it's like fooling Glock, I trust
**** be stuck on yesterday
But I class had to get up, get out and get something like that outcast
And you might see me and T in a movie
'Cause it's a new day
(Yeah), it's a new day (new day, new day, new day)
(Yeah), it's a new day (new day, new day, new day)
(Yeah), it's a new day (new day, new day, new day)
(Yeah)
Written by: Mike Walls, Rex Robertson, Tristan Jones
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