#First day out lyricsx trial#
#First day out lyricsx plus#

Say I cain't even be in public with my hoodie on The state of Kentucky banned me from every Jewelry store

#First day out lyricsx trial#

I went to trial back to back, bitch I'm 2 and 0 The Feds trying to build a case, I can't mve wrong I'm on parole in two states, I can't mve wrong So soon as I'm done fucking poot yo shoes on I ain't hear from bitches when I had them blues on He don't want that pistol play? Ok I'll Tyson him Zero toleration for that nigga take his life from him Who said I'm a snitch? You just heard a lie from himīetter check the black and white that paperwork will vouch for him Niggas say they looking for me pull up in the Skuddy zone The Feds say my name hot like when the oven on This SK a gat to shaking like its something wrong Gat em to the crib, bust 'em down now bitch run along Shout out to them niggas freaks that I been cumming on Thirty months ago niggas ain't think I was coming home

I came home and had the hoes wetter than Kalahari You ain't no shooter, you can't do that shit without no molly Shoot the smile off yo face I don't joke with niggasīoy I can't trust you with that strap if you don't got no bodiesīoy I can't take you on no lick if you ain't robbed nobody Through these white buffs, I can see the hoe in niggasįree my nigga Perico that boy be hoeing niggas I don't know you niggas, fuck wrong with niggas? I wish I would pay attention to these homeless niggasĭon't call my phone, I don't want to do no song with niggasĪnd tell yo bitch to tighten up before I bone her, nigga Whoever feeling hot that AR got a heat sensorĬuz said don't entertain them hungry niggas What was our gat away car a Jag Portfolio You hear me? Hit the Rollie store with the Rollie on Yeah you right bro take his head off his fucking shoulders On parole, I'm a felon you think I ain't got that blower? I told them crackers holla at me when they sober My first offer was 30 years, not a day lower Gat it there and back, tell the Feds I need a challenge Here go some extras, so if I'm busy you can manageįiends happy, bling dancing, eating $60 salad You killed his mans? Then make sure you gat the rest of them niggasĭon't let them gat the best of you, just go gat the revenue nigga When you take off don't look back and try to rescue them niggas I'm at home when I'm down there in Lexington niggaīout the king they gone drop you and who next to you nigga

#First day out lyricsx plus#

'Cause I do it better, plus I'm doing better than niggas I know for a fact yo bitch pussy gat wet for a nigga Stood tall, did I let niggas hoe me, quit being silly Spent a lot of time on that yard with them gorillas Yes I caught cases on that road with them killersīro kill me if I snitch 'cause, if you snitch I'm gone kill you Yes I'll slap a pussy nigga if he act out Pull her tracks out, yes I slap girl, yes I slap dog, yes I slap loud

Joy road bitch but the money long as Six Mileīrick mile, knock yo bitch down, pick her up knock her back down We made it out of Lansing after all that happenĪfter Michigan State, after Hubbard when our mans told on us, them bands they took from us We made it out Kentucky, after all that happenĪfter them impact statements, after the castle How you think I won best dressed with no support?Īnd had them paid lawyers coming in and out of courtĪye Won though, aye Theo ain't it a blessing My nigga Fenkell J Money, Brightmo Lo, Project JoeĪ tell you everyday before school I sold a half bow I fuck with bitches my body count go from Pershing to CodyĪny further questions, you can take that up with the lawyer I don't know nothing, I just used to see 'em walk to the coney Trying not to have them green things smelledįeds was on me, what you know about related through money Moo remember when you had them green things mailed, with vacuum seals To hit the road and hit the O and make them big boy sales?

You don't want yo baby mama fucked, keep the hoe from near me Look at me now driving German engineering I asked niggas to plug me that acted like they couldn't hear me Nigga you ever went to trial and fought for yo life? You ever been inside a federal court room? Lets keep this water four hundred degrees Fahrenheit Go gat the thermometer for the pot, I need this shit cooked right Song Lyrics These niggas prayed on my downfall