OG Taxx - First Day Out lyrics

Ay my n***a OG Taxx a genius Ay folk... I'm fresh up outta jail Flare Gang doe... I'm starting off my day with a blunt of red I'm f**ing with the hood, you f**ing with the feds I ain't in the bed, I'm back up getting bread Jewellery wet, it just got some sloppy head I'm work in the stu with a bag of bug I used to pour the sand, now I'm pouring mudd I got a trap car, got a bait car Couple phone working off the radar I got my n***a still cut a half for ya I was facing 20 years, shoutout to the lawyer Ak still the sh**, you still round the corner Acting koyote but you snitching to your damn honor Ak back p**y And yea I'm back p**y I served my time, I learned my lesson I can't fall for p**y f** her in the mouth, kick her out the door You will love the b**h, I f** her on the floor I f** her in the truck, I f** her in the mansion I wouldn't f** her again, If your b**h asking I put my chain on them folk, them diamonds dancing All these speakers in the crib, bricks in the pantry I might do the white, green, and black ash But trust the word again, that's my black a** f** 12, free the guys Need to free the real I put that money on your head, used to do the drill Everybody fake, everybody lie I pray to flare god, flare up, everybody die I'ma dig a ditch, f** all this fools I stand in front the canon, you hide behind a goon Blunt to the face cause a n***a can I'm in a bentley truck bumping on some Gucci Mane My n***a pouring up lean in a soda can Flare mane hope the flare god forget all your sins