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first day out - slatt zy lyrics

[intro]
yes your honor, in the state of tennessee versus mister vinson
we don’t believe he should be released at this time
now why would you say that?
because of his criminal background sir
well then i think he should have the chance to come up here and explain it himself
so ima’ call on him to come up here at this present time
thanks your honor

[chorus]
yeah i’m back
first day out b*tch i just came home
turned they back on a n*gga throw on some v lone
i fell to my lowest because of my wrongs
shed a tear in that cell now i’m on the way home
knuck up you buck up go pick up a mag
if them crackers convict me i gotta do life
wanna be down wanna be my wife
i’ma take yo ass down baby just for the night
look, show me where the party, look what i started
b*tches they fight for the d*ck nah hardly
barely even know her but she dreaming so godly
beat a n*gga ass ain’t no force tryna charge me
left when i was locked ain’t show no loss
set a n*gga down man that gon cost
back and i’m better i swear i won’t let up
you b*tches you acting like wings don’t get better
[verse 1]
whole lotta money, whole lotta b*tches
n*ggas they l!cking a whole lot of tension
drop a gun on a n*gga if i know i’ma get it
and when i get home shawty know i’m gonna hit it
tell em 5 years behind a year ain’t a name
i been from the world i been hiding from the fame
n*gga saying he my brother n*gga go against the grane
had to whoop a n*gga ass put respect on my name
i told you before this is fight don’t you play with this sh*t
convicted felon but he stay with a stick
once i get my nut i f*cking stay with a b*tch
i’m chasing a check while he chasing a b*tch
had to fight for my life while i laid in that cell
co*defendant n*gga know i won’t tell
holding me back while i’m tryna make bail
holding me back while i’m tryna make bail
(pass me that henny man, hmm mmm)
(five hunnid fifty thousand [?] they didn’t want a young n*gga going home)

[verse 2]
hi hi hi hi hi
they laughed at a n*gga dropped hunnid bags now they mad at a n*gga
put the eye on the fest now im backing you n*ggas
last one left she gon pass on you n*ggas
i’m back for everything
these diamonds they hit like a wedding ring
ain’t had no p*ssy in 4 months
i’m f*cking so hard break the bed string
free dirty call free big trip
you bet not real you better not trip
get knocked off just for running yo lips
got a lot of blue hunnids feeling like a crip
kept my clothes behind a wall i ain’t so not a d*mn thing
came home n*ggas still brought the d*mn shame
i’m back for everything
tell the foenem i’m back for everything

[chorus]
first day out b*tch i just came home
turned they back on a n*gga throw on some v lone
i fell to my lowest because of my wrongs
shed a tear in that cell now i’m on the way home
knuck up you buck up go pick up a mag
if them crackers convict me i gotta do life
wanna be down wanna be my wife
i’ma take yo ass down baby just for the night
look, show me where the party, look what i started
b*tches they fight for the d*ck nah hardly
barely even know her but she dreaming so godly
beat a n*gga ass ain’t no one force tryna charge me
left when i was locked ain’t show no loss
set a n*gga down man that gon cost
back and i’m better i swear i won’t let up
you b*tches you acting like wings don’t get better
[outro]
nah f*ck you stay over there
say more, say cheese, stay posted
i’m facing 75 years you b*tches lying
i’m home
stay yo p*ssy as over there (b*tch i’m back)
how would you feel if one of yo brothers in that cell
how would you feel if that was one of yo loved ones back there
i weren’t recording you gotta read those
hey baby, you back, you back
tell them baby
it feel good to be out right?
yes sir

- slatt zy lyrics

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