Lyrics New Day - Mozzy, SHAUN SLOAN

New Day

White truck hop out, talking about cocaine
He ain’t never sell none, what he talking bout?
Bad tings in Hamptons, I turned it to a whore house
Feelin' rich, let’s take a trip to Albany and record now
I do not trust nobody, can’t put the guard down
Niggas so ugly, crib came with the now
Came with the dawgs, contract came through
It’s time to sign that motherfucker, I been holding out
Shaun grinding motherfucker
Just grabbed a new watch, set the timing motherfucker
All about timing motherfucker
It’s a new day
The bag coming back in
Oh it’s a new day
The bag coming back in
Ain’t got a hundred Ms yet why you thinkin bout a vaycay
Way too much on my mind, I’m thankin' God for another day
Know that Imma take it, can’t motivate m get out my face
F and N on my waist
When I got it, I feel saf
I know they scrolling on my page
They been looking at my page
Clockin' the way we move, be the day they die today
Praying on my downfall, praying that I fail
Odds already against me, I’m broke dude, can’t you tell?
And I’m way too special, they won’t put me on no shelf
denim 750, I don’t need no belt
White truck hop out, talking about cocaine
He ain’t never sell none, what he talking bout?
Bad tings in Hamptons, I turned it to a whore house
Feelin' rich, let’s take a trip to Albany and record now
It’s a new day
The bag coming back in
Oh it’s a new day
The bag coming back in
You ever seen a man cry without no tears falling?
I’m talking tears of joy, me and all my peers balling
I ain’t tryna politic, niggas from the pen calling
Hop inside his Benz and
Hard to keep these bitches off me
Know I keep them killers round me
Day 1, and they still around me
Huntin down to get a bounty
Fuck how niggas feel about it
Ain’t no fiction bout the shit I rap, bitch I been about it
He ain’t finna stand there, let you me out, they trippin bout it
Catch a body, get a trophy, that’s how niggas operate
Parking lot be full of foreigns, cause that’s how niggas congregate
Pebbles to my dying days, these niggas kind of game
They love you when you in the trench
But envy when you find a way
White truck hop out, talking about cocaine
He ain’t never sell none, what he talking bout?
Bad tings in Hamptons, I turned it to a whore house
Feelin' rich, let’s take a trip to Albany and record now
It’s a new day
The bag coming back in
Oh it’s a new day
The bag coming back in
It’s a new day
The bag coming back in
Oh it’s a new day
The bag coming back in