First Day Out (Back In) Lyrics

Glock 23 hold 23

When I say I got that 46

You know that I got stick on me

Make 'em run expeditiously

Nigga back back Louie back pack

With the spray ground make 'em lay down

Mr AR from the rock town

Remember my first day out

I was bout to bring them clips out

My niggas stacks told me to chill out

300 that's the blackout

Fuck around blow ya back out

Steppin' on em in the night time

With the Dbal that's the red line

Niggas dead broke that's flatline

Now I'm back home and it's grind time

Turn the pressure up I'm bout to fuck it up

Pussy niggas don't want war with us

You took the stand raised ya right hand

All them lies you fucking told

In my eyes you sold ya soul

This the greatest story that was never told

Mayne you know I can't fuck wit you hoes like I'm celibate and that's evident

Y'all graduated from the streets huh

But ya ass really went to Everest

Eating pasta that's fettuccine with garlic bread got mob ties

I'm back in with the back end finesse a bitch bout 2 times

She hit my line said come through I picked her up and I dicked her down

A bad bitch and she light skin

Name tatted on her back end

They tried to put them feds on me

You know I'm never going back in

Counting up my back end

Been big homie since 0 10

Under pressure I'll never bend

Hatin' on me it never ends

A bad bitch and she light skin

Name tatted on her back end

They tried to put them feds on me

You know I'm never going back in

Counting up my back end

Been big homie since 0 10

Under pressure I'll never bend

Hatin' on me it never ends

In that big hoe with that black tint

Wit a bad bitch and she light skin

She say boy you better put ya thumb in it

Shit I'm bout to go dumb again

I don't really trust nobody

It's just me against the world

With my back against the ropes

Dodging shit with the rope a dope

Now every line is like cooked coke

Put my 16's on a triple beam

Weigh it up that's wholesale

Never been a rat and I'll never tell

Hatin' niggas wanna see me fail

Close the door on my jail cell

Bitch you thought I was down bad

But I came out with like 50 racks

Nah I don't fuck with you messy hoes

Red bottoms spikes on my toes

Louie V with the checkerboard

She ride me like a surfboard

Got good knees and better head

I think that's how she really got ahead

Keep my grass low so I see the snakes

They showin' love but I know it's fake

My point of view is the skyline

Roley on I got time today

Let me adjust my day date

Choppa stutter A KK

Add another K cause I hate niggas

Gotta keep my finger on the trigger

At B o A with my checkin' and I ain't never gotta check in I'm wit

A bad bitch and she light skin

Name tatted on her back end

They tried to put them feds on me

You know I'm never going back in

Countin' up my back end

Been big homie since 0 10

Under pressure I'll never bend

Hatin' on me it never ends

A bad bitch and she light skin

Name tatted on her back end

They tried to put them feds on me

You know I'm never going back in

Countin' up my back end

Been big homie since 0 10

Under pressure I'll never bend

Hatin' on me it never ends