3rd DayOut

Ayy, I'm tryna be me, my real bro, what's up next Yeah, yeah, yeah It's that boy Lakaya, man Let's see this shit Uh, yeah Back then, I thought I was gone I hopped in this shit cause that money ain't done it Hit up the door, let me go grab my youngin Back to the hood with your trappers and junkies Cock up, let's get this shit started The city know who the f*ck not to play with Been doing this here long-ass town I want some long-ass mouths, we deserve this shit We deserve this shit, we deserve this shit We deserve this shit, we deserve this shit Uh, dang, now I'm walking down like we did Manifesting, I'm protecting my crown Aggression, all-time high right now Blood, sweat, tears come wipe my smile Wild, they wondering, asking me how Legendary stacks, cause I'm whipping and baking it now Third day, yo, on my first two days I'm shaking, tryna make shit count Double the bag, that's large amounts I mean, 50s and 10s and 20s is cool But shit, it's harder to count Dick is a bitch, why I'm breaking it down Thick lil' hoe had to wait for hours Gagged for the dick, then threw her a towel Gotta get to the money, can't sit around loungin Point out a bitch in the crowd, pass it in loud She gon' roll up this backwood, she not the same We all some sinners, but we only f*ck cause it feels good Call up the gang, they rocking from Nikes to suits But you know that it's still hood We all gon' swing from bitches to fame Clutching, I'm wishing a nigga would Point out a bitch in the crowd, pass it in loud She gon' roll up this backwood, she not the same We all some sinners, but we only f*ck cause it feels good Call up the gang, they rocking from Nikes to suits But you know that it's still hood We all gon' swing from bitches to fame Clutching, I'm wishing a nigga would