Lyrics New Day - HAK.

New Day

Oh ya time running out ooo it’s too late
And I’m coming at heads like a toupee
Yeah I’m hot and I’m balling like 2k
I design my attire add Gucci
Like my L’s with some V’s Lv cool j
Run with saints in New Orleans like who dey
Cannot stop till the crowd screaming hooray
I’ma get it today is a new day
(Hak Verse 1)
Make a check then I cash it
Like girls who know they a bad chick
I designer my fashion
I’m dividing my rations
Blow the gas I’m in traffic
Whip too fast cannot crash it
Want a feature I’m taxing
Don’t got time to be slacking
I just been stacking my dough up
G O A T I’ma show ya
And my chick she won’t fold up
I was the shit before cobra
Say I’m hot I’m like oh shucks
But in the mirror like told ya
Pray my pockets get swole up
Too many figurs like Oprah
I was made to live lavish
Don’t look at tags whn I grab it
Bout to turn up my savage
Get to a sack uh like Madden
I been bringing in cabbage
I milano my fabric
I Lovello my chick
Diafora her fit
(Lasanna Verse 1)
She know I’m the man
She know I’ma boss
She know that I’m all that
And I never fronted
She want me to cuff I think I’ma fall back
I been all in my bag now she all in my bag too
San been popping his tags
Hate to brag but I have to
I just ran up a check and I ain’t break me a sweat
Oooo
She loving on me cause of circumstance
I treat her real good so she tell her friends
It’s nothing to me to spend a couple bands
She only love me cause I’m wavy no sand
She waiting on a ring but it’s not in my plans
She love it when I sing cause I sound like the man
We did have a thing but I’m still not your man
And I been through some things that you wouldn’t understand
Hak said he copped her Fendi so I did it too cause I’m trendy
Ayyy
And I got a way with money cause even when I spend it’s still coming to me
San going dumb with all the cash but you know him & he far from a dummy
(Hook)
Oh ya time running out ooh it’s too late
And I’m coming at heads like a toupee
Yeah I’m hot and I’m balling like 2k
I design my attire add Gucci
Like my L’s with some V’s Lv cool j
Run with saints in New Orleans like who dey
Cannot stop till the crowd scream hooray
I’ma get it today is a new day