Day 1's

Lyrics

[Chorus ?] Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended Everybody round me bust quick All the fuck niggas Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner Everybody getting money and we been having Eh, these the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with These the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with [Verse 1 ?] It ain't about what you got It's all about who you know It's all about how you act whеn they aproach you [?] in your face [?] Beat the brakеs off a nigga that we don't know Me and my niggas, we fight, but we still close We the life of the party, [?] Farraris Getting this paper like [?] Nobody went to college Broke boy just [?] I'm thinking they need a polish All of my niggas solid We doubled up on the profit [Chorus ?] Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended Everybody round me bust quick All the fuck niggas Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner Everybody getting money and we been having Eh, these the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with These the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] All of you muted Come [?] and I'll introduce you Somewhat exclusive Had [?] nina attached to the Ruger [?] Uzi Can't comprehend [?] I gotta win, we start how we finished Anything less, I consider [?] Now they watching how we do it All the bitch niggas [?] Move out the way, for I trample your section I like the beat, that give me an erection [?] bbullets [?] Aim at your neck, no need for protection [Chorus ?] Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended Everybody round me bust quick All the fuck niggas Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner Everybody getting money and we been having Eh, these the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with These the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with [Verse 3 ?] Ain't nothing changed Curcle just got a lil smaller Had to cut all of the leaches off They ain't have nothing to offer Same niggas I gave life to Same niggas turned they back on me And what I do? Pull up to Magic with racks on me For all of my niggas that stayed down Toasting that lean, 'cause we paid now [?] filled up with some red [?] some bread Used to move bags on the mega buss We never fucked with the greyhound [?] 30 round [?] when I catch [?] [Chorus ?] Everybody round me got a pistol with a clip extended Everybody round me bust quick All the fuck niggas Everybody round me having bitches like they Hue Hefner Everybody getting money and we been having Eh, these the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with These the people that I started with They the same ones that I started with