First Day Back ft. Prod.ByLucas Lyrics

I'm back in the stu

Cookin shit up

The pot getting cold

I got all this wisdom

But I'm barely older

I don't need any ice to tread this rocky road and

If you not with me I'll turn into a ghost (Uh)

What I gotta do to turn it up uh

What I gotta do to fuck it up uh

What I gotta do to turn it up uh

What I gotta do to fuck it up uh

Back in the stu yeah we living now

Give me too much room you'll be trippin out

3 songs 3 moods I hope you get it now (Damn)

I hope you get it now,

It's crazy how my moods been switching out lately

I've been good no regrets about anything

New to the game it's just like a wedding ring

Like a beat lay a verse dust is settling

Meddling, the way I tinker with all my flows

Medaling the way my neck got gold

It's funny cause the chain is actually white

While others fade and look like they're rose (Uh)

March to the beat like a soldier

Head held high they can't hold us

I got all the chips better fold bruh

I told ya like

This ain't a Fair Fight

Cause I'm in here day and night

Work on perfecting my craft

I run through the class, songs hit so hard that they punch through the glass

It's wild to me that they look in the past

They get to judge and sit on their ass

No one in particular ain't tryna get physical

Unless it's a girl that I wanna smash

I'm playin witchu it's actually rash

I got a girlfriend and I don't gotta stress

I don't keep a tool tucked I'm not moving like that

If I say something bout guns it's actually cap

I like to see faces when I say that I rap

Two places, but you know I don't trap

Keepin it real, I don't tote a strap

But if I'm keeping it real, I'll say that I snapped (Uh)

What I gotta do to turn it up (Uh)

What I gotta do to turn it up (Uh)

What I gotta do to fuck it up (Uh)

What I gotta do to fuck it up (Uh)

(Ayyy, tell me what I gotta do)

(Ayyy, I'm tryna act a fool)

(Ayyy, tell me what I gotta do)

(Ayyy, all your new shit is old news (Uh)