Day Ones

And I'ma die for my respect
Work hard so I one day I could put a milli on my neck
I used to cry over bitches
Now I cry over checks
I'm getting tired of how I'm living
I'm still here inside the jects
These niggas dream about Pateks
I'm dreaming bout a business
That could open yo bitch legs
Niggas be switching on they mans
I'd rather be doley instead
If there's one nigga on a mission
Only one Nigga get bread

But I still got some day one niggas
I call'em you be off it
Never seen niggas so fly to
lay inside of a coffin
And I be tryna give the benefit
Of the doubt but you lost it
You do so much shit,but you can't see
What that shit is costing.

They never like to see you win
Go and make bag
They blood gon boil
Through the skin
I remember feeling bad
I'll never feel that way again
I love making people mad
No I ain't makin no new friends

They always try to stop the money
Unemployment left now a lot of niggas bummy
I been getting to the bag
I can't leave without it on me
swear this shit be really sad
I can't sleep cuz I'm still hungry

But I still got some day one niggas
I call'em you be off it
Never seen niggas so fly to
lay inside of a coffin
And I be tryna give the benefit
Of the doubt but you lost it
You do so much shit,but you can't see
What that shit is costing.



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Writer(s): Orlando Sanchez
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