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(álbum: My First Brick - 2016)

Fuck you niggas know about a crammed cell
Working out, doing pushups, getting fan mail
How you get knocked, do time and tell
They gave my celly ten years for a gram sale
My next case, I'm spitting on a judge, Imma wild in court
Slide on us, I bet you paying for it, like child support
Got classy bitches, she don't smile at all, she don't vibe at all
And nasty bitches, who'll rob us all and sniff a pile of raw
El Salvador, bricks of powder raw stuffed inside the doors
I'm grinding hard, promised all my dogs still behind the wall
I took a trip buying white trying to find the raw
Just to sell china white to a chyna doll
When we met we was on the cell block cold
We did our time and came home and sold blocks whole

My first brick
[Repeated]

My neighbourhood filthy, Eastside built me
The plug said I'm good, the judge said I'm guilty
My first brick nigga