1st Day Out
My brodie on run for man one
My brodie on a mawahasfhgergwg
My brodie on run for a man one
Could be a choppa a handgun
What they charging for bail like a ransom
Seen the feds did a sweep and they got some
Don't claim you a G cuz you not one
Can tell you a fraud cuz I know some
I dont got too much patience
Sittin in the cell man I'm sick of the waiting
I gotta go get back to money
I gotta go get back to grind
Stressed out got me smoking a bogie
Don't talk crazy if you owe me
Might steal your bitch she can blow me
Aint nothing wrong wit being lonely
I ain't gonna change my brothers
Just like a double-barrel stick together
Niggas is not the same I watch em turn
That boy a shapeshifter
I know he hate Christmas
Pat Bev cuz he keep reaching
Not Chili but he stay creeping
Too hot so you gotta peep it
I held it down for the gang
How you gonna turn on me now
You a reminder of pain
Forever my opp we gotta throw down
I betta not see you when I come around
My brodie on run for a man one
Could be a choppa a handgun
What they charging for bail like a ransom
Seen the feds did a sweep and they got some
Don't claim you a G cuz you not one
Can tell you a fraud cuz I know some
My brodie on a mawahasfhgergwg
My brodie on run for a man one
Could be a choppa a handgun
What they charging for bail like a ransom
Seen the feds did a sweep and they got some
Don't claim you a G cuz you not one
Can tell you a fraud cuz I know some
I dont got too much patience
Sittin in the cell man I'm sick of the waiting
I gotta go get back to money
I gotta go get back to grind
Stressed out got me smoking a bogie
Don't talk crazy if you owe me
Might steal your bitch she can blow me
Aint nothing wrong wit being lonely
I ain't gonna change my brothers
Just like a double-barrel stick together
Niggas is not the same I watch em turn
That boy a shapeshifter
I know he hate Christmas
Pat Bev cuz he keep reaching
Not Chili but he stay creeping
Too hot so you gotta peep it
I held it down for the gang
How you gonna turn on me now
You a reminder of pain
Forever my opp we gotta throw down
I betta not see you when I come around
My brodie on run for a man one
Could be a choppa a handgun
What they charging for bail like a ransom
Seen the feds did a sweep and they got some
Don't claim you a G cuz you not one
Can tell you a fraud cuz I know some
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Writer(s): Ismail Shabazz
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