First Day Home (Explicit) - China Mac

First the judge gone adjourn my case

Prosecutor gone turn her face

Bailiff come and cuff my wrist

Then it's back to the pen to the same old s**t

And I feel like sometime it's better to be alone

'Cuz when you die they bury you on your own

Your people pour Henney on your stone

But you just a memory until your gone

And all along

Nobody really cares about your misery

'Cuz everybody going through it individually

There's no connection with us no chemistry

They got us locked down in the penitentiary

Nobody knows what your going thru mentally

They don't think that you going home eventually

So they got try to play you to the left

And do alotta foul s**t to weigh in on the stress

Dudes praying on your death

Hoping that you break

But you gotta take the H

And just wear it on your chest

'Cuz a real man stand on his own two

And don't depend on what the next man goin through

See what you going through is just a phase

You see your homies true colors when you locked in a cage

'Cuz it was all good on the block getting payed

Till u locked trying call shorty rock getting played

And they gon be afraid when you back home

But I never met a snake with a backbone

They swear you on your grind trying to get back on

But you just trying to clear your mind get it back strong

But when it's pain involved it seems to last long

The time never die homie it just pass on

Thats why I'm in the trap chopping till the bag gone

40 on my lap homie front I get my clap on

You ain't making movies dog ain't the one to act on

Already know I give it up f**k who got a badge on

They gone need a task force

Now we here motherf**ker

Everybody stop they all stare motherf**ker

Look at how we did it from the chains to the range

Now I toast to the crew champagne to the gang

I'm wicked with the tool

He better stick and move

We gun his a*s down and we never leave no proof

Always got a strap on me so I never need a crew

Like ok yea I'm good

Top down in the winter that's how winners do

Day one I been real to the mineral

Always been a general Military aim

I flood 'em with the storm

Breaking levies with the rain

If you really wanna dance I'll put you on the stage

Boy you gon catch a fade like wesley had in blade

I came from the bottom we never had it made

We never had a maid

Now our records getting played

You don't really wanna smoke

You don't wanna go

Toe to toe

Blow for blow

All my homies down to go

The Mac pretty heavy wit the Guap

Getting to the money I won't never let it stop

Went from a state bus to a candy apple drop

Daddy wallbucks with the Annie on the block

Yea yea

F**k is y'all saying

All a my choppas is spraying

Hit you wit the K from far away

Bullets start to scatter everybody move a way

Home for a month now already doing me

Look at how I bounce right back like a G

Thought that it was over they was all counting sheep

B***hes on the dick but they never ride for free