First Day Out lyrics
by Queezy_the_Gangster
[Verse]
Look, my father wasn’t there and I gotta live with it
I might rep a gang but from the boys, I don’t split
I gotta escape the anger and rage inside maybe with a slit-
Wrist, I hope that ain’t it because it ain’t in the script
I’m from Camden this ain’t coming from the six
Changed genres for a bit, made a switch
And if I dissed you, I’m not sorry because I’m a prick
Music is my getaway from my problems and sh*t
Got my girl now, I’m happy I’m not with a b*tch
Gotta write a “First Day Out”, got locked up in the bricks
Not in jail, In-school suspension
My boys are my army, they stand at attention
1 day in don’t give me an extension
My homies stopped by, gave me temptations
Escape the lockup, give her a hyperextension
Wrote this in the bricks, feels like a 5th dimension
In it with the homies for life I don’t lie
She tries to calm me down, baked my favorite pie
It didn’t work especially with a beast hidden inside