First Day Out Lyrics

Trying to lock a nigga down

Can't trap a nigga soul

See you crackas later

Bitch,

I'm back on my thrown

5 figure bond

Shidd let me use the phone

Jam a nigga up

But I'm right back home

With a yellow bone with me

Coming down sunset

Droptop Vet

Nike with a check

Double din deck

Riding thru the set

Bitches want a nigga

Cuz the audemars piguet

Shit,

Bitch it might not be real

Gotta model bitch with me

She just wanna eat pills

Lawyer for the case

I don't need no appeals

Had to tell my mama

I got booked in the field

[police chatter]

We ain't worried bout shit

We ain't worried bout a thing

We ain't worried bout shit

We ain't worried bout a thing

We ain't worried bout shit

We ain't worried bout a thing

You would've never found the pistol

If you never did the search

We talking as a man

Why you grabbing on my shirt

Yo kids are fans

So you throw me in the dirt

Young black and winning

I bet yo feelings really hurt

Now I'm sitting in a cell for a pistol now

Aint sitting long

Cuz I'm finna bond out

Look to my left

See some niggas from the town

Cuz at any moment

Some shit can go down

They had me on the front page news

Like a drug dealer

But I was in the county

With the murders and drug dealers

And I'm so independent

That I never really needed niggas

Ran into my nigga Enie

Gone tell em' simple

[jail call]

I was rolling when they got me

Me and a bitch smoking hell of weed

I should've took em on a high speed

Now I'm locked with my nigga C

We aint worried bout shit

We aint worried about a thing

Yeah we from the town

Aint shit gone change

We aint worried bout shit

We aint worried about a thing

You worried about shit

We aint worried about a thing

We ain't worried bout shit

We ain't worried bout a thing

If a bitch want drama then that's what we bring

If a bitch want problems then that's what we bring

If a nigga wanna shoot then a nigga gonna shoot

If a nigga gonna do what he muthfuckin do

I aint with the fake

I aint with the fugazzy

Born in December

Same birthday as Jay-z

I wanna chill on Sugarhill

Like I was AZ

Doe or die two

Bitch,

I'm free

Aye,

We ain't worried bout a thing bitch

We ain't worried bout a thing

We ain't worried bout shit

We ain't worried bout a thing

Outside

Having fun with this shit

We aint worried about a thing