First Day In

First Day In What’s the business Ras Word up in the wind You gone win If you don’t worry about What they be saying But you know Some things not allowed The AM spraying On the road Trynna get the gold Like western times back then No cowboys We keep revolvers We gone run over the crowd Smoking Vegas High as helicopters This that penthouse loud Optimo face it Now I’m seeing monsters Fight in the clouds She like papers She my favorite flower I just let her sprout She got majors Wanna be a doctor Practice on me now I don’t like strangers Get my Marijuana And stay in the house Used to be acres But I wanted And got me a bigger house Know I’m a cancer So she boil the crabs And bring the lobster out Don’t know the answer To the next question I’m bout to ask you bout Used to be banged out But I’m blessed And see that ill make straight it out How would u feel If I told u that I loved you When I asked you out So much questions that I’m wondering Time you opened your mouth So much knowledge That you understand This life go up and down As soon as everything get better Turn up And she go facedown Loved her You look like a clown She’s for me I got the crown You could keep the keys It don’t matter She still gone lock you out her house I tried to tell her That I’m bleeding for you But she didn’t know That she would need the truth And I didn’t know it’d be the seed that grew You had thought that I needed you You didn’t see me I was lost But now I’m back number one And it’s crazy By time I got back You was having a son Iknow lately You ain’t have my back And now my whole word spun Like 180 Degrees Fahrenheit She baking in the sun She my baby If she take a flight Then I know she not done 1980 Gonna play all night She said make her feel numb She real tasty And I make her come late night Using my thumb No talking Text me Like a towel She get wet I ring her up She be flexing With the bottles And her girlfriends in the club She don’t text me back for hours When she get fulla them drugs I just check it And roll my flowers And shrug my shoulder up I hit LA for the model And the purple muddy cups I’m not perfect Or role model But I’ll show you the way up And if a nigga try to rob me Then my Brodie send em slugs I been skinny Yeah I f*ck wit slim Don’t need another plug Tried to get me Had to mop em And swept em under the rug All my white girlfriends' fathers Say we can’t date Cos ima thug Told em that’s not a problem Took her on dates She let me f*ck Iknow she not a duck But the way yo daughter swallow She suck I think she stuck She just hopped in the truck Say dude, u not too lucky