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Under The Sun

Jcole
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[00:04.53] If, you miss me

[00:20.73] And you, can't find

[00:30.82] I done seen it all, oh my God

[00:40.39] Uh

[00:42.78] I done seen it all, oh my God, I swear

[00:46.77] Uh, uh

[00:48.62] Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with son

[00:51.28] I got a couple of sons, a couple of guns

[00:53.40] A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun

[00:56.06] She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend

[00:57.39] She ig'-ing you while we fucking for fun

[00:59.25] I got her suckin' her thumb, that's my lil' baby

[01:01.37] She call me daddy like grandmama baby

[01:02.96] If this Sunday dinner, my hand on her gravy

[01:04.84] I been on the craziest wave, if I'm on the stage

[01:06.98] An M is my minimum wage

[01:08.31] This ain't no kennel, behave

[01:09.63] Niggas is with all that barking, we send 'em a stray

[01:12.03] So in a way we the dogcatchers

[01:13.62] How many bullets your dawg catchin'?

[01:15.21] Sawed-off, raw dog fashion

[01:16.81] Hauled off, hope God catch him, damn

[01:21.59] I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch

[01:29.82] Too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy

[01:33.28] Potato over my gun

[01:34.60] I move in silence 'cause niggas be clocking my funds

[01:36.73] When they should keep eye on they bitch 'cause baby girl coming with son

[01:39.39] Niggas be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?

[01:41.78] My cousin might air out the party for fun

[01:43.64] Pistol grips get to squeezing

[01:45.23] Wish a nigga would like Liam Neeson

[01:46.82] I don't even need a reason, loyalty over treason

[01:49.48] Bitch nigga, come and see me

[01:50.81] Put some respect on my name

[01:51.87] What side of my city I claim

[01:53.20] I try to stay in my lane

[01:54.53] Took my advance and put a cold piece on them thangs

[01:56.65] I'm Beatties Ford 'til the wheels fall

[01:58.25] Know some niggas probably pissed off

[02:00.37] Who would thought I made it this far?

[02:01.70] Gold Mouf, bitch, fuck 'em all

[02:06.74] I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch

[02:14.98] Too many opps in here, tell me who you with

[02:17.63] I just put diamonds on all of my teeth

[02:18.96] Now they probably think I ain't intelligent

[02:20.82] In the homicide unit interrogation

[02:22.15] Asking questions, you know I ain't tell 'em shit

[02:24.29] Bitches call me a jock, all-American

[02:25.62] I'm at the top of my class with my letterman

[02:27.48] I remember back in college, bitches knocking on my dorm door

[02:29.87] I ain't never let 'em in

[02:31.20] Now you know that that's cap, know I hit a few

[02:32.79] Ain't no job, I'm selling gas like I'm Jiffy Lube

[02:34.38] I had a freak, used to fuck while her boyfriend in class

[02:36.51] I hit her from the back from like ten to two

[02:38.10] No back and forth with these rappers

[02:39.17] They mention me, dissin' me

[02:39.96] No talkin' back, I won't mention you

[02:41.29] Watch, when I come put that iron on your ass and I dip

[02:43.15] They gon' want me to snitch in my interviews

[02:45.01] I'm on fire, bitch, I'm lit, but I'm really cool

[02:46.07] Don't acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule

[02:48.20] They don't come out after dark, bitch, I swim with the sharks

[02:50.06] You ain't got enough heart, get a bigger pool

[02:51.92] Wanna fight but he bigger, I ain't really trippin'

[02:53.51] I reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool

[02:55.11] I got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical

[02:56.71] They gon' be hollerin' out, "RIP, " and they missin' you

[02:58.58] They got me started, I might as well finish (Talk your shit, nigga)

[03:00.43] I'm from Charlotte, you know how these niggas do

[03:06.28] Baby

[03:06.81] I woke up for some money, ayy, lil' bitch

[03:13.45] Too many opps in here, tell me who you with