FREE BIA (1ST DAY OUT)

(Hey, I'm really Rich) Yeah First day, first day, first day Now that they fucked up I got my keys, took my cuffs off Skin like my leather, it's tough, uh Wish your bitch would call my bluff I got some bread but it's never enough All of these demons and no one to trust Die for my freedom, they takin' from us All of my issues, I never discuss All of my niggas like Snow On Tha Bluff I got some time that I'll never get back I give no fuck like I'm showing my track I turn it off when they playing your track You just as bitch if you fuck with a rat I got some mouths that depending on me Rappers ain't who they pretending to be Somebody's tryna get rid of me They trading follows for dignity Don't want me rich then don't call me your homie I don't like my money coming in slowly Tryna buy mama a house But these fucking crackers still owe me I'm not no slave, I'm not no dog in no cage I give my masters to Sony Bitch it ain't sweet and if you thinking you know me I'm giving God all your glory Do me a favor, don't say you did me no favors Don't be my friend and a hater If it's from the heart You was just doing your part Don't bring it up again later Fuck all your points Fuck all your people you ever employed Fuck all your beats Fuck all your ears to the street Fuck all you fake G's Fuck the whole industry, bitch Oh no, oh no (oh no, oh no) Oh no, oh no (oh no, oh no) --- FREE BIA (1ST DAY OUT) - BIA