First Day Home
SakRunna
I can't believe you peon niggas thought I was gone
Aye I'm one of God favorite mayne that's why its my first day home
Know I'm talm bout
Mayne let me show y'all how I kill this shit in case y'all forgot
DC Dinero
Mayne this shit here brazy sweet ass nigga said I'm out here snitchin
But if you really my nigga you would know that sound ridiculous
Imma always stand on ten and leave you niggas out here trippen
The truth always gone come to light it ain't no secret you been switching
Back to business it feel good to have this Texas sun on me
I gotta move different mayne I can't een have no gun on me
Big SAKRUNNA done errthang I swear except run homie
While I'm home I swear we gone live life and have some fun on me
First day I was locked up they sent me straight to the bounty
Told me I was gone stay in confinement til the feds found me
Doing dips and push up praying to God to move this mountain
Talkin on the phone to my tjones while they head counting
Tell the truth I ain't get no call til like my third day
Paperwork came in late sent to Leavenworth on my birthday
Denied my court on Monday then they moved my shit to Thursday
I touchdown burned my clothes then went to roadhouse for my first steak
Up in prison I was fucked up going through the first gate
My OG asked me what is life in jail worth just to ball
I never really thought I'd fall or in a prison making calls
I looked up and saw Gods plan stands firm etched to the wall
Shout out to my Day 1 y'all boys been on my mind forever
DEA done tapped my phone I swear them crackas really clever
Fuckin' up callin' my dawg and Prayin that I don't tell em
I was thinking bout writing some letters but I never mail em
Zoo been tryna talk on phones I told my people never let em
Them boys hot on my trail we gone keep it cool and never sweat em
Attorney say to beat this case really looking like a gamble
I said I live life taking risk 4 to 10 shit we gone bet em
We gone pray to God everyday my situation get better
I was sleeping on a mat and now I'm back sitting on this leather
If God let me beat this case imma get my shit together
On Sak
After this imma bool with the fam can't wait til I can see they faces
I wanna go back to the block but ain't gone help them build no cases
They sayin' lay low but a chance to blow bitch I'm still gone take
I just had to get the fuck outta Kansas because them bitches racist
I can't believe you peon niggas thought I was gone
Aye I'm one of God favorite mayne that's why its my first day home
Know I'm talm bout
Mayne let me show y'all how I kill this shit in case y'all forgot
DC Dinero
Mayne this shit here brazy sweet ass nigga said I'm out here snitchin
But if you really my nigga you would know that sound ridiculous
Imma always stand on ten and leave you niggas out here trippen
The truth always gone come to light it ain't no secret you been switching
Back to business it feel good to have this Texas sun on me
I gotta move different mayne I can't een have no gun on me
Big SAKRUNNA done errthang I swear except run homie
While I'm home I swear we gone live life and have some fun on me
First day I was locked up they sent me straight to the bounty
Told me I was gone stay in confinement til the feds found me
Doing dips and push up praying to God to move this mountain
Talkin on the phone to my tjones while they head counting
Tell the truth I ain't get no call til like my third day
Paperwork came in late sent to Leavenworth on my birthday
Denied my court on Monday then they moved my shit to Thursday
I touchdown burned my clothes then went to roadhouse for my first steak
Up in prison I was fucked up going through the first gate
My OG asked me what is life in jail worth just to ball
I never really thought I'd fall or in a prison making calls
I looked up and saw Gods plan stands firm etched to the wall
Shout out to my Day 1 y'all boys been on my mind forever
DEA done tapped my phone I swear them crackas really clever
Fuckin' up callin' my dawg and Prayin that I don't tell em
I was thinking bout writing some letters but I never mail em
Zoo been tryna talk on phones I told my people never let em
Them boys hot on my trail we gone keep it cool and never sweat em
Attorney say to beat this case really looking like a gamble
I said I live life taking risk 4 to 10 shit we gone bet em
We gone pray to God everyday my situation get better
I was sleeping on a mat and now I'm back sitting on this leather
If God let me beat this case imma get my shit together
On Sak
After this imma bool with the fam can't wait til I can see they faces
I wanna go back to the block but ain't gone help them build no cases
They sayin' lay low but a chance to blow bitch I'm still gone take
I just had to get the fuck outta Kansas because them bitches racist
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Writer(s): Donnivon Jones
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