First Day Back

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Duecey Baby


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This lost soul of mine (Let's go
Let's go) Cause trouble to hard to hide (And you know it)
You focused on getting yours (And I see you)
I'm bouncin' back gettin mine (My mind, in my mind)
(Yeah, yeah) She dipped out ain't no surprise
Can you define "holding it down" (No, no)
I'm sending you on ya way, baby (Let's go)
I got it on all lock-down (Stop playing with these niggas, man let's go)

Cold
First it hit, rise in ya toes
Know I got the blow, no Sosa
Know I ball, dominate the post
Bitch got clingy, gotta get ghost
That's a 300, no ghost (Sccrrr)
Ion know how to act or feel (No way)
I ain't tryna meet ya in the post (Let's go)
If I take a shot it's steel
High-Five
Cant stand with my high-ass
Been too busy being high-class
When ya walk in, won't say "high" back (Nah)
(Nah) Gotta bad bi and them thighs right
Hair slayed, and that ass fat
I swooped in at the right time
After that I be right back
On the highway to the trap house
8-3-5, that zip shit
Hey, lately I just wanna sip shit
Took too long just to build this, to let you come along
And just f*ck it up
Yeah, tell ya now and that's real shit
Yeah, L-A-M-B-O DREAMS
Just wanna peel shit
Yeah, I bet it all just to deal with it (Yeahhhhh)
Rather that than pop seals with it
I'm fucked up, hard to feel shit
Know I spent a couple thousand on it
Wait till I put a mill in it
I'm riding dirty, I'm still winnin'
It ain't mine, I still spend it
It ain't love, no feels in it
More cash, more bills with it

Do-si-dos come with (Gas)
Backwoods stuffed crust lit (GAS)
I ain't never wanna make the band (Nahh)
Drop the beat, cant drop the stick
Know a couple niggas from the Bronx
Couple years I gotta hit the 6
Summertime I'm hittin' LA
Meanwhile my mind on the fence
Tryna see where you gone take the shit
Best believe I'm down to take the shit
On until a nigga paper thick
After that I find my baby sis
Split as kids I partly hate the shit
This ain't random tryna' paint the picture
No mo singing you can get ya issue
Leave me lone, I'm dealing with some issues

I'ma show ya "Jumpin' Out the Middle"
Try ya best to traumatize my pride
"I ain't gotta rap like this"
Got and ride my own wave and style
Niggas losing patience with the kid
Why these niggas playing with the kid
I can't sit and wait around for shit
They gone say that "Satin on the kid"

High get blown my attitude to shit
No mo lights and cameras in this bitch
Had to change some standards 'round this shit
You ain't strong cant handle all this shit

That cheese, confetti
Started out on, lean, pro-medic
Most of these hoes I seen pathetic

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Written by: Antwan Cox

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