| First day out
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| Gave my mama hundred racks
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| And bought a iced-out AP watch
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| And bought a Cuban links just to match it
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| That wasn’t voodoo, that wasn’t magic
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| Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin'
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| That was God, nigga was fastin'
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| And hidin' K2 in my mattress
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| Smokin' Tunechi in my cell
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| That was my twelfth time going to jail
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| That was my second time going to hell
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| And back for real but I prevail
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| Canary yellow diamonds in my braces
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| Same color as my lady
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| 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Mack
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| And go have her a baby
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| 'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy
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| Have her walkin' like a penguin
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| Still finessin', still be poppin' frauds finagling and wangling
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| And a brand new two-door Wraith
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| I coulda bought it but I just rent it
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| Got a brand new big old chain
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| Got so much sauce I don’t need no pendant
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| Paintin' pictures when I be spendin'
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| I’m poppin' for real up on all these women
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| It’s my birthday, just turned 20
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| And I just went to go see the dentist
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| Put some stones all in my gold
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| Know you niggas thought I was gone
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| Know you niggas thought I wasn’t comin' home
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| But guess what, bitch I’m home
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| On probation, but I still keep that chrome
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| Crack a nigga dome
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| (On probation but I still keep that chrome
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| I’ll crack a nigga dome)
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| Traded my AR for a sniper, traded my Draco for a TEC
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| Traded my Rollie for a AP but I coulda got a Patek
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| And I coulda got a Corvette, and I coulda got me a jet
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| And I coulda got me some sense, but I only got me some neck
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| Traded my ex bitch for a check
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| I’m takin' codeine with the x
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| I wanna buy my brother the world
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| But since I can’t, I’ma get him a Lex
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| Ay ay, I’m a Israel like my diamonds is real ice
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| I had to sacrifice to be here, that’s how I’m with you tonight
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| I had to run down with my big Glock 9 to feed my appetite
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| I had to go through hard times and dark times just for me to see the light
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| Ay, I remember pourin' honey on my rice
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| Ay, I remember havin' no money, I was livin' in shacks
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| Ay, you got me fucked up if I’ma go out without a fight
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| Ay, this my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight
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| Live it up tonight
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| This my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight
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| Live it up tonight
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| This my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight
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| Live it up tonight
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| This my first day out, I’ma live it up tonight |