Fresh 24

New day I gotta wake up
Im just trynna get my cake up
Thanking God for that 24
Hungry nigga man I always wanted more
Gotta grab my black right before I leave the door

Up early in the morning
Getting calls from all these hoes I just ignore it
This be my therapy, my thoughts yeah I record it
Play wit da gang and we might just leave you snoring
In the morning
I hit da gang like whats da word?
Scroll through my IG, I swear these bitches is some birds
FNB the gang we coming deep just like a herd
We ain't from over there like von say not from 63rd
Kickin shit right to da curb
What it do? Baby tell me what's the moves
I be all in my own world when im high up off the juice
And you niggas better duck when we come through wit dat goose
We got fill him up wit led just incase he act a fool
All I see is red
Counting up my blues
We always been ahead we ain't never number two
I was never in my classes I was always skipping school
Everything dead EBK don't fuck you

New day I gotta wake up
Im just trynna get my cake up
Thanking God for that 24
Hungry nigga man I always wanted more
Gotta grab my black right before I leave the door



Credits
Writer(s): Jay Bando
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