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First Day Out Lyrics - Artist : Lil Xtra
Pull up in a new whip
Up front, eight grand Now you don't get a pack 'til the money in my hand And I know how to stack now, 'cause I be in the [?] Yeah, haters these days try to shake my fucking hand Don't at me Don't you fucking try to dap me See me on the street, keep on walking right past me Huh, called a twitter mom to attack me But we are not the same, motherfucker, don't at me Sorry, but I am ahead of you Went from being broke to paying rent with streaming revenue Now I get paid to vent and babble shit up in my reticle My girl [?] starting talking hypothetical Like "what if everything changes and rearranges?" Wrote my story down and now you rippin' out the pages You fuck with drugs and that shit is dangerous Don't need no love, needed to be famous, fucking shameless But I said the worst has just begun You hate the person I've become So we lie and say it's just this once We can't feel pain if we stay numb Well I got lost in my head last night again I stay high but the thoughts keep creeping in And I try but I never will fit in That you lied and you're somewhere with him So I roll up the last to show I forecast the [?] Forecast the full cut Forecast the full set Forecast is fucked up Forecasting me blacked out in the bathtub Hell yeah, I showed up Hell yeah, I'm blowin' up Nobody wants me here Guess I'm going home Sit inside my room to get stoned alone Disrespect my dick Disconnect the phone Pull up in a new whip Up front, eight grand Now you don't get a pack 'til the money in my hand And I know how to stack now, 'cause I be in the [?] Yeah, haters these days try to shake my fucking hand Don't at me Don't you fucking try to dap me See me on the street, keep on walking right past me Huh, called a twitter mom to attack me But we are not the same, motherfucker, don't at me |
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