Sunburn
Hold on, misdemeanor
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down, you misdemeanor
Can you hold out, out?
Same shit, but different days where I'm from
Bitches droppin' like old ladies and such (where I'm at, where I'm at?)
Yeah, Southern Florida, I was raised in the sun
You throw shade, get hit by rays from the suns
Baby, went to class, then graduated to get her paycheck
Baby, done had a baby, now the baby daddy ain't in the picture
I'm on this music (wow)
Mama went to jail, we was hungry, I'm on this music (wow)
Everyone grew up and got comfy, I'm on this music (wow)
Dawg, who you call when you don't got the money for school at all?
Mama cry, thinkin' 'bout one day how we gon' lose it all
I would die before that happened, I'm pickin' up the strap before you pickin' my slack up, baby
Same shit, but different days where I'm from
I was screaming, feel a strain in my lungs (where I'm at, where I'm at?) Yeah
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun (in the sun)
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun
Hold on, misdemeanor
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down, you misdemeanor
Can you hold out, out?
Dropped off, heard he got picked off in a parking lot
He should've stashed the brick in the body shop
Brody got jammed as a juvie, we call it child lock
And before he was playin' with a toolie, he had a scholarship
And now I'm in his Range goin' 50, goin' 60
Goin' 200, goin' through somethin', tryna run from my true colors
Ooh, I got some nerves talkin' to you like I know ya
'Cause I know ya, it's the same from F.L.A up to the Noelia
And I told ya, same shit, but different days where I'm from
I was screaming, feel a strain in my lungs, uh-huh
And when I die, baby, lay me in the sun
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun
Hold on, misdemeanor
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down (slow down), you misdemeanor (slow down, oh-yeah)
Can you hold out, out?
Hold on (slow down), misdemeanor (slow down, oh-yeah)
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down (slow down), you misdemeanor (slow down, oh-yeah)
Can you hold out, out?
Hold on, misdemeanor (whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Can you slow down, down? (Whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Slow down, you misdemeanor (whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Can you hold out? (Whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
(Whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down, you misdemeanor
Can you hold out, out?
Same shit, but different days where I'm from
Bitches droppin' like old ladies and such (where I'm at, where I'm at?)
Yeah, Southern Florida, I was raised in the sun
You throw shade, get hit by rays from the suns
Baby, went to class, then graduated to get her paycheck
Baby, done had a baby, now the baby daddy ain't in the picture
I'm on this music (wow)
Mama went to jail, we was hungry, I'm on this music (wow)
Everyone grew up and got comfy, I'm on this music (wow)
Dawg, who you call when you don't got the money for school at all?
Mama cry, thinkin' 'bout one day how we gon' lose it all
I would die before that happened, I'm pickin' up the strap before you pickin' my slack up, baby
Same shit, but different days where I'm from
I was screaming, feel a strain in my lungs (where I'm at, where I'm at?) Yeah
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun (in the sun)
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun
Hold on, misdemeanor
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down, you misdemeanor
Can you hold out, out?
Dropped off, heard he got picked off in a parking lot
He should've stashed the brick in the body shop
Brody got jammed as a juvie, we call it child lock
And before he was playin' with a toolie, he had a scholarship
And now I'm in his Range goin' 50, goin' 60
Goin' 200, goin' through somethin', tryna run from my true colors
Ooh, I got some nerves talkin' to you like I know ya
'Cause I know ya, it's the same from F.L.A up to the Noelia
And I told ya, same shit, but different days where I'm from
I was screaming, feel a strain in my lungs, uh-huh
And when I die, baby, lay me in the sun
When I die, baby, lay me in the sun
Hold on, misdemeanor
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down (slow down), you misdemeanor (slow down, oh-yeah)
Can you hold out, out?
Hold on (slow down), misdemeanor (slow down, oh-yeah)
Can you slow down, down?
Slow down (slow down), you misdemeanor (slow down, oh-yeah)
Can you hold out, out?
Hold on, misdemeanor (whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Can you slow down, down? (Whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Slow down, you misdemeanor (whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Can you hold out? (Whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
(Whoa-oh-oh, yeah, whoa-oh-oh, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Henry Kwapis, Dominic Fike, James Harmon Stack, Devin James Workman
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