เพลง In the Sun, Pt. 2 (Explicit)

Song: In the Sun, Pt. 2

Artist: French Montana, Curren$y

Lyrics: French Montana, Harry Fraud & Curren$y

Composed: Harry Fraud

Thought I had it all, I ain't had shit

Couple cars outside with a bad bitch

Seven chains 'round my neck, ice boat wrist

Big championship rings, ice boat fist

Playing cards on a yacht, bitch, go fish

When you living like this, people know this

Whole time they just hoping that you blow it

Ill wishes coming from the people you keep closest (Ayy, ayy)

Ball like a ringer in that prep uniform ('Form)

I guess it worked out when they ain't step up for him

In my project ('Ject), too broke to make a project

Heart was the pushups, hustle was the biceps

My set, real estate in the realer states (State)

Steal and take, facilitate, I'm finna break (Break)

Jealousy is a motherfucker, yeah

Cash and the lust 'til the ashes and dust

Gotta pick and choose, realest lose, stick and move (Move)

Yeah, with twelve tube socks, you couldn't fit the shoes (Shoes)

Yeah, and betrayal, that's the note

They wouldn't move a finger by the O

Plant the seeds, watch 'em grow (Montana)

Thought I had it all, I ain't had shit

Couple cars outside with a bad bitch

Seven chains 'round my neck, ice boat wrist

Big championship rings, ice boat fist

Playing cards on a yacht, bitch, go fish

When you living like this, people know this

Whole time they just hoping that you blow it

Ill wishes coming from the people you keep closest

That jealousy a motherfucker, come around

Tryna get under your car, you big brother

When they leave your presence, it's a whole 'nother discussion

Him and his homies plotting a home invasion with they guns busting

Snake shed their skin and reappear as men

It's up to us to stomp 'em out and throw him in the trash bin

East side, rep mine everywhere I went

East side, anywhere I been, chronic in the wind

All in the AC vent, nigga, this that OG shit

The staff don't trip, the owners know who we is

I pulled up, hopped out right in front that bitch

Kept my keys, I ain't want the valet touching my shit

Thought I had it all, I ain't had shit

Couple cars outside with a bad bitch

Seven chains 'round my neck, ice boat wrist

Big championship rings, ice boat fist

Playing cards on a yacht, bitch, go fish

When you living like this, people know this

Whole time they just hoping that you blow it

Ill wishes coming from the people you keep closest