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day ones - coachdaghost lyrics

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[intro: coachdaghost]
i’ma keep it a1 ‘til my day come, the money can’t get in between it
lost a lot had to plot where i came from, you would only believe if you seen it
if i tell you i love you i mean it, tell bro stay solid ‘til the change come
and we only here ‘cause we dreamed it, i promise i’ll slide for my day ones

[verse 1: raymula]
where i’m from catch a body don’t say none
cops sn*tch you up lil n*gga better play dumb
word around town n*ggas told on his day ones
i was down down, stayed down ‘til i came up
livin’ too dangerous, draco make him famous
get put on the news hit your block and do maintenance
aisle three clean up, i be with demons, glizzies and nenas
straps got attachments, 7.62’s shooters too accurate
make him do backflips, that boy cat p*ss
new pack in the air let’s match it
big strap let it spark like matches
you ain’t gotta park slow down i’ma blast it
hop out, walk, up too tactic
covid mask on he ain’t see me laughin’
haha, he dead get a casket

[verse 2: coachdaghost]
then he got [?] when i shoot that’s a basket
fly guy, type cool, see the fashion
why lie? you might snooze just for cappin’
fox5 hit the news then i’m laughin’
let’s get back to the rappin’, they know that we savage and no i won’t f*ck if she average
i hid glizz in my mattress but now i’m relaxin’ won’t stop ‘til we fully established
this fully on auto, probably sneak it in that award show you know i ain’t cappin’
see mula my brother, my day one, it wasn’t hard to make this happen
we was livin’ wrong that was past tense (how you know)
now it’s shoppin’ sprees in manhattan (shyne)
[verse 3: raymula]
and we comin’ through the front for them backends
ready to up it, cl!ck it, blast it
brodie a chuck, he don’t like passin’
we hit ‘em up, that boy past tense
said they want smoke, get turned to ashes
i was broke, tbt that was back then
throwback thursday, now i’m in first place runnin’ this game like a relay
your b*tch got my music on replay
perc had me up for like three days
hop in the foreign and speed race
everything foreign got mean taste
designer my body i’m drippin’
she wanna f*ck ‘cause i’m different
this stick make me walk like i’m limpin’
i let it spark if he trippin’
i get money and ball like the pistons
my lil bros in the field and they blitzin’
they treat the game like a scrimmage
everybody gdk for the image
rappin’ ‘bout murders but they know who did it
they know who spinnin’, they know who bendin’ blocks
we the ones makin’ the city hot
we did a drill up on every block

[verse 4: coachdaghost]
we gooey sauce we don’t milly rock, prolly in the spot with a pretty thot
why they mad? ‘cause we hot and they really not
show no pity i’m lettin’ the semi flock
switch siders i won’t save none, hit five but i grazed one
sing this song ‘til the day i die, i’m always slide for my day ones
[verse 5: raymula]
only real n*ggas and day ones
no i can’t f*ck with no fake ones
only real n*ggas and day ones
no i can’t f*ck with no fake ones
only real n*ggas and day ones
no i can’t f*ck with no fake ones
only real n*ggas and day ones
no i can’t f*ck with no fake ones

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