Under the Sun
Under the sun, woke up LA
Sorry I been MIA, I been in MIA
Four pockets they full, lately I been running out of space
I remember the days, I was broke had nothing on my plate
I been getting my racks up, I been getting my racks
I don't care if shorty act up, I been back in my ways
I been getting my racks up, I been getting them racks
I been getting my racks up, I'm chasing the cash
Facetime with my bae, tell her I love you every way
You was there when I was broke, you ain't never change up
She text me that she miss me, said she on her way
I told her that world is ours lets run away
Take my hand and lets run away, woah
Come with me to a better place, woah
Fuck with your vibe love everything about her
She want to fuck, she want to give me face
Give me time, bitch just give me space
Fuck the law we don't tell anything
Hit it from the back but she said that she into everything
Ima hit this vibe raw, give her wedding ring
Under the sun, woke up LA
Sorry I been MIA, I been in MIA
Four pockets they full, lately I been running out of space
I remember the days, I was broke had nothing on my plate
I been getting my racks up, I been getting my racks
I don't care if shorty act up, I been back in my ways
I been getting my racks up, I been getting them racks
I been getting my racks up, I'm chasing the cash
Sorry I been MIA, I been in MIA
Four pockets they full, lately I been running out of space
I remember the days, I was broke had nothing on my plate
I been getting my racks up, I been getting my racks
I don't care if shorty act up, I been back in my ways
I been getting my racks up, I been getting them racks
I been getting my racks up, I'm chasing the cash
Facetime with my bae, tell her I love you every way
You was there when I was broke, you ain't never change up
She text me that she miss me, said she on her way
I told her that world is ours lets run away
Take my hand and lets run away, woah
Come with me to a better place, woah
Fuck with your vibe love everything about her
She want to fuck, she want to give me face
Give me time, bitch just give me space
Fuck the law we don't tell anything
Hit it from the back but she said that she into everything
Ima hit this vibe raw, give her wedding ring
Under the sun, woke up LA
Sorry I been MIA, I been in MIA
Four pockets they full, lately I been running out of space
I remember the days, I was broke had nothing on my plate
I been getting my racks up, I been getting my racks
I don't care if shorty act up, I been back in my ways
I been getting my racks up, I been getting them racks
I been getting my racks up, I'm chasing the cash
Credits
Writer(s): Jaylen Gentles
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