First Day Back

I just came from Cali, still got Kush up in my lungs

Off the drank, wake up the next morning, still be high as fuck

Damn I miss the city, it ain't none like Dirty Mud

I was trippin' first night back for real, Rado pass the gun

Rob a nigga and record it, get some paper off extortion

I ain't no pretty nigga, bitches fuck cause I got motion

They love the way I kick my pimpin', I don't sugarcoat it

Green Taurus, and a Glock .40, both them fully loaded

Corner store, out in Compton, we was smoking on that pack

On my way to LAX, I dragged the curb and almost crashed

Smoke a blunt up in the mountains, lately I've been livin' fast

My bitches on the Southside texting me like, "where you at?," I'm in that mode