2 The Hard Way (First Day Out)

Big Shark home, y'all niggas know what the fuck going on
I gave y'all niggas three years, I'm back!
This bitch mine, nigga, Key Troy
Just did two the hard way, like MB
Fuck the feds, I'm blowing money fast like Big Meech
I spent forty on my wristwatch and sixty on my piece
That's a honey bun with white ice and yeah, bitch, I'm eating

It's still the same rules, you reach, bitch, I teach
I'm a dog, but it's crazy, I put bitches on a leash

Ask the opps, my niggas putting shit to sleep

Ask the opps, my niggas putting shit to sleep
My first day out, I'm doing all kinds of shit
First I gotta find a fit
And I'm Cash Gang, it's only right that I go buy a kick
Staying something fast, I can't let no nigga box me in
Threat bought me a Switch, boy, I will never box again
I was just walking the yard, now I'm back running, nigga
Traded out my shower shoes for some track runners, nigga
And I just hit a bad bitch, I can't cap, she too fine
Thought he had mob ties, I finessed that nigga two times

Niggas trying to give me smoke, but
What pape'? Man, these niggas broke
Twenty racks on me and I just stole off the liquor store

Still be shooting two dice with my uncles, nigga, ten or four

Bitch, I bang C's, but free 24V, my nigga Four
I'm only scared of God, being broke my next fear
My outfit still in jail 'cause this bitch don't release 'til next year
You be thinking 'bout your girl, I be thinking 'bout my next whip
I ain't never froze, you must be thinking 'bout my left wrist
Shout out my nigga H, he kept it solid, did that time crazy
Them crackers sign me for them M's

I'ma pull up, give him five hundred
I don't drop the five for bloods, my nigga V, I beef with five hundred
A nigga take my chain, I'ma kill his ass and buy another
I hate rapping, I just be doing it 'cause I'm good at it

The biggest shark, but my south bitches call me Lil' Daddy
I might go drop off twenty Dracs, make the hood happy

Nickname is Switchy, I got Thorla, this my lil' Raps
I lost fam when I was gone, my brother got down on my pape'
I beat on opps, my whole bid, I'm half of eighteen thousand K
Ain't no paperwork on Key in the feds or the state

I made my way to the top and lost some friends on the way

Sixteen, I was a dummy, seventeen, I was a shotta
Eighteen, start getting money, when I turned twenty, I had a dollar
24V activated way before we heard of Sada
Baby Threat got rich off killing, if he want it, I'ma cop it
Detroit hits posting my out date, what the fuck that supposed to mean?
I post my addy on the 'Gram, nobody smoking Key
Mud merch that shit on Twinkie, Leek merch is on the G

We drop shit all on the west, but we done did that on the east

Yeah, you know what the fuck going on, Key Troy, nigga
Yeah, huh, yeah
I'm back, long live MB, nigga, free the guys
Free Threat, nigga, free Shoe, free Rod
Free V and Bo, yeah
Yeah, free the Bills, we the Bills