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First Day Back
by R$ch$e R$ch
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Locked down in that cell, I couldn't wait to eat Everybody switched up on me, started doubting me
He ain't never come back home, that what they thought of me
Never thought it'd get to this point, now they calling me
Bitches stalking me, all up on my IG
Run around town to the coupe, this a Audi
I ain't never had shit, running up that cash quick
Big bad, big bad, gotta have it
Turn up, turn up, for they back, bitch
Look up at they faces, they like, damn, he back up in the mix
Rich to reach the trend and top it, all the motherfuckers see that
Live everyday like in my lab, cause I take life serious
If I love you while I get my lab, that's a period
Tats up on my body, got these bitches looking curious
If it ain't about money, then don't even come up near me
From a small city, where they really do be killing
Gotta keep a pistol, cause I know they out to get me
If I get caught with it, then I'm going back to prison
Rather get caught with it, did it, let them catch me slipping
Stayed down till I came up, now I'm winning
Went up on stage, yeah, I got on all my jewelry
And it be with gang, yeah, I came with them killers
Went going for a thing, so please don't get the treatment
Yeah, my wrist look like rainbow, 24 to roll it
She gon' do whatever that I tell her, bust it open
Big ball, everything I got, I really own it
Big dog, put a lot of work in when they got it
Go out to these niggas rich and rich, don't try to top it
Put it in my rocket, ain't no cap, I'm being honest
Lie down in that cell, I can't wait to get some money
Invited everything from my bitch to my property
23 and 1, they had me stressing in that county
Woah, they had me stressing in that county
23 and 1, they had me stressing in that county
Woah, they had me stressing in that county
23 and 1
Pull up in that Rolls Royce truck, big body
A lot of people hate me, they don't like me cause I'm poppin
Damn, I miss them days when 1-8 was alive
He'll be right here ballin' with me, shinin' at the top
Profit just a model, poppin' bottles in designer
I was at the bottom, I was broke without a dollar
Couldn't even get a follow, now these bitches tryna follow
I don't want the head or the pussy, just some money
I just wanna ball, I just wanna make them feel my pain
When I used to call, they ignored me like I wasn't thang
Now when I'm in public, they be tryna get my autograph
I ain't tryna brag, I'm just tellin' them that's how it is
I ain't tryna brag, I'm just tellin' them that's how it is
Told all my niggas that we good for like desire
Woah, that we good for like desire
For they, for they, for they mad bitch
Uh, uh, uh, and we got
Grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr
Yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah
For they, for they, for they mad bitch
G, rich
And the motherfuckin' dog signin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And we out to be
Locked down in that cell, I couldn't wait to eat Everybody switched up on me, started doubting me
He ain't never come back home, that what they thought of me
Never thought it'd get to this point, now they calling me
Bitches stalking me, all up on my IG
Run around town to the coupe, this a Audi
I ain't never had shit, running up that cash quick
Big bad, big bad, gotta have it
Turn up, turn up, for they back, bitch
Look up at they faces, they like, damn, he back up in the mix
Rich to reach the trend and top it, all the motherfuckers see that
Live everyday like in my lab, cause I take life serious
If I love you while I get my lab, that's a period
Tats up on my body, got these bitches looking curious
If it ain't about money, then don't even come up near me
From a small city, where they really do be killing
Gotta keep a pistol, cause I know they out to get me
If I get caught with it, then I'm going back to prison
Rather get caught with it, did it, let them catch me slipping
Stayed down till I came up, now I'm winning
Went up on stage, yeah, I got on all my jewelry
And it be with gang, yeah, I came with them killers
Went going for a thing, so please don't get the treatment
Yeah, my wrist look like rainbow, 24 to roll it
She gon' do whatever that I tell her, bust it open
Big ball, everything I got, I really own it
Big dog, put a lot of work in when they got it
Go out to these niggas rich and rich, don't try to top it
Put it in my rocket, ain't no cap, I'm being honest
Lie down in that cell, I can't wait to get some money
Invited everything from my bitch to my property
23 and 1, they had me stressing in that county
Woah, they had me stressing in that county
23 and 1, they had me stressing in that county
Woah, they had me stressing in that county
23 and 1
Pull up in that Rolls Royce truck, big body
A lot of people hate me, they don't like me cause I'm poppin
Damn, I miss them days when 1-8 was alive
He'll be right here ballin' with me, shinin' at the top
Profit just a model, poppin' bottles in designer
I was at the bottom, I was broke without a dollar
Couldn't even get a follow, now these bitches tryna follow
I don't want the head or the pussy, just some money
I just wanna ball, I just wanna make them feel my pain
When I used to call, they ignored me like I wasn't thang
Now when I'm in public, they be tryna get my autograph
I ain't tryna brag, I'm just tellin' them that's how it is
I ain't tryna brag, I'm just tellin' them that's how it is
Told all my niggas that we good for like desire
Woah, that we good for like desire
For they, for they, for they mad bitch
Uh, uh, uh, and we got
Grr, grr, grr, grr, grr, grr
Yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah
For they, for they, for they mad bitch
G, rich
And the motherfuckin' dog signin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And we out to be