First Day Out Song Lyrics
Helluva made this beat, baby
These niggas prayed on my downfallThese niggas prayed on my downfallOn all ten, bitch I stood tallShow these disloyal niggas how to ball
Go get a thermometer for the pot, I need this shit cooked rightLet’s keep this water 400 degrees FahrenheitYou ever been inside a federal court room?Nigga you ever went to trial and fought for your life?
Being broke did something to my spiritAsked niggas to plug me, they act like they couldn’t hear meLook at me now, driving German engineeringYou don’t want your baby mama fucked, keep the hoe from near me
Kilroy, remember I used to use your L’s to hit the roadHit the O and make them big boy sales?Mu, remember when you had them green things mailedWith vacuum seals trying not to have them green things smelled?
Feds was on me, what you know about related through moneyI don’t know nothing, I just used to see ’em walk to the ConeyI fuck with bitches my body count go from Pershing to CodyAny further questions, you can take that up with the lawyer
My nigga Fenkell, J Money, Brightmo Lo, Project JoeWill tell you everyday before school I sold a half bowHow you think I won best dressed with no support?And had them paid lawyers coming in and out of court
Ayy, Dwan though, ayy, Theo ain’t it a blessing?We made it out Kentucky after all that happened?After the pre-trials, after the statusAfter them impact statements, after the castle
Ayy, JR nigga, ain’t it a blessing?We made it out of Lansing after all that happened?After Michigan State, after HubbardWhen our mans told on us, them bands they took from usJoy road bitch, but the money long as six mile
Brick mile, knock your bitch downPick her up, knock her back down, pull her tracks outYes, I slap girl, yes I slap dog, yes I slap loudYes, I’ll slap a pussy nigga if he act outYes, I caught cases on the road with them killersBro, kill me if I snitch, cause if you snitch I’m gon’ kill you
Spent a lot of time on that yard with them gorillasStood tall, did I let niggas hoe me? Quit being sillyI know for a fact your bitch pussy get wet for a nigga‘Cause I do it better, plus I’m doing better than niggasI’m at home when I’m down there in Lexington nigga‘Bout the king, they gone drop you and who next to you nigga
Unc said Lil T, “Get ahead of them niggas”When you take off, don’t look back and try to rescue them niggasYou killed his mans? Then make sure you get the rest of them niggasDon’t let them get the best of you, just get the revenue nigga”
So let me know what you can handle, okay come grab itHere go some extras, so if I’m busy you can manageFiends had me Blade dancing, eating 60 dollar saladsGet it there and back, tell the feds I need a challengeMy first offer was 30 years, not a day lowerI told them crackers holler at me when they sober
On parole, I’m a felon, you think I ain’t got that blower?Yeah, you right, bro take his head off his fucking shoulders (boom, boom, boom!)You hear me? Hit the Rollie store with the Rollie onWhat was our getaway car? A Jag PortfolioYou hear me? aye I heard I had some sneak dissersWhoever feeling hot, that AR got a heat sensor
Cuz said don’t entertain them hungry niggasI wish I would pay attention to these homeless niggasDon’t call my phone, I don’t want to do no song with niggasAnd tell yo bitch to tighten up before I bone her, niggaI don’t know you niggas, fuck wrong with niggas?Through these white buffs I can see the hoe in niggas
Free my nigga Parico, that boy be hoeing niggasShoot the smile off your face, I don’t joke with niggasBoy, I can’t trust you with that strap if you don’t got no bodiesBoy, I can’t take you on no lick if you ain’t robbed nobodyYou ain’t no shooter, you can’t do that shit without no mollyI came home and had the hoes wetter than Kalahari
30 months ago niggas ain’t think that I was coming homeShout out to them niggas’ freaks that I been cumming onGet ’em to the crib, bust em down, now bitch run alongThis SK’ll get to shaking like there’s something wrong30 bands two times, watch this money cloneThe feds say my name hot like when the oven onBitch, I came home to my lil’ brother goneNiggas say they looking for me, pull up in the Skuddy zone
Who said I’m a snitch? You just heard a lie from himBetter check the black and white, that paperwork will vouch for himZero toleration for that nigga, take his life from himHe don’t want that pistol play? Okay I’ll Tyson himI ain’t hear from bitches when I had them blues onSo soon as I’m done fucking, put your shoes on
I’m on parole in two states, I can’t move wrongThe feds trying to build a case, I can’t move wrongI went to trial back to back, bitch I’m two and ohThe state of Kentucky banned me from every jewelry storeSay I can’t even be in public with my hoodie onMichigan State don’t want him here, they don’t know what he on
I know they prayed on my downfallI know they prayed on my downfallOn all ten, bitch, I stood tallShow these disloyal niggas how to ball