FDB Freestyle (First Day Back) Lyrics

(Gang, gang, gang)

(Gang, gang, gang)

(Yeah I'm in this shit, I don't like that bitch cause she ain't innocent)

Yeah I'm in this shit, I don't like that bitch cause she ain't…

Yeah

Gang

Gang

Gang

Yeah I'm in this shit

I don't like that bitch cause she ain't innocent

Pop a nigga

I don't like that nigga, he ain't into shit

I don't know

What you tryna do?

"You tryna go and blow?"

Run this shit

I been runnin' shit since I was younger jit

You don't know me

I been in this shit since I was riding doly

Pop a nigga

I don't like them niggas

I can't talk to niggas

Ay, lemme tell a story

'So we riding in a 4 door'

'Oh he wanna talk?'

Then we gon' have to up the score

Ay, that's a 1

'He want talk, that's a 2'

'He want talk, that's a 3'

'And he want walk, that's a 4'

I ain't never gave a fuck

'Bout no lame ass lil hoe

You know what I'm on

I ain't worried

'Let's go up the score'

Now we riding through the hood

Tryna find em

I can't even lie

I think his girl tryna find him

So G like "let's go 4 and 4"

I'm like, "What you in for?"

G like, "Tryna run it up, you know what I'm in for"

So we riding in a 4 door

All black, I don't give a fuck

I don't gotta cap

If you wanna talk then you could duck

Anyways, back to the story

I'm ridin' the stoley

Them niggas on it huh?

I guess they don't know about lil Jodie

She ridin' in the 'SRT'

Sink her feet in

Lately, I been on it baby

You know I got demons

Throw a target up

My niggas got em like 'spotemgotem'

Quick to take a nigga (Spirit)

(Unite) him with his partners

All I hear is "yo we locked in?"

I don't do no following

Show out all my real niggas

They don't do no hollerin'

Gone for a month...

I came back, they still following

You tell me what that tell you

Lately I been on the move

First Day Back

And I'm still in yo schedule

Ain't no way they stoppin' me

That's some shit you can't delete

Sentimental Values up the charts

Now I'm rockin' Leivs

Louie stocks all on this shit

(Nigga you ain't stoppin' me…)

Ay, Lately I been in it

But these niggas wanna talk

Palm Angels on my shirt

Watch where you walk

To my left, there go a shooter

I don't even gotta talk

All I do is throw a hand up

Then he know where to rock

Lately I been feelin' like I'm the litest in this shit

AMK we breaking walls

You know we the shit

Do yo dance lil baby

You know how we get this shit

Yeah, I'm back and I'm better

Tell them niggas they all missed

AY

(GANG)