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New Day (feat. Mozzy) Lyrics


Shaun Sloan New Day (feat. Mozzy)

[Intro: Shaun Sloan]
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

[Verse 1: Shaun Sloan]
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

[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
It's a new day
The bag coming back in
Oh it's a new day
The bag coming back in

[Verse 2: Shaun Sloan]
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 mе get out my face
F and N on my waist
When I got it, I feel safе
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
[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
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

[Verse 3: Mozzy]
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
[Chorus: Shaun Sloan]
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


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