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loud team - day 1 lyrics

[intro: neeko]
shout out my day 1 a1 n-ggas man
haha
they say blood make you related
we say loyalty make you family over here
countin’
me and all my day 1’s getting money

[hook: rico]
i ain’t really rocking with the other n-ggas
you never see me f-cking with these other n-ggas
my a1 day 1 them my only n-ggas (x2)
ion really function like these other n-ggas
you never see me f-cking with these other n-ggas
my a1 day 1 them my only n-ggas (x2)

[verse 1: neeko]
it’s me poppin’ it off from day 1 from the jump
you talkin’ that sh-t you can get yo -ss slumped
from youngin’s to f-ckin’ i’m bustin’ it’s nothin’
i’m clutchin’ i’m clutchin’ don’t think that i’m clutchin’
i’m bustin’ i’m bustin’ my a1’s start rushin’
came from the bottom to somethin’
then the true somethin’ my shooters they turn you to nothin’
it’s nothin’ it’s nothin’ we bustin’, bang
unh…and ion know how broke feel n-gga
cause my whole life i plan to be rich n-gga
hunnid round, stendos i’m in the field n-gga
i should join the kkk cause i be k!lling n-ggas
me and reek act a -ss in the cl-ssroom
i’m posted up, selling drugs by the bathroom
i been rockin’ with lil jetson since like day 1
and every n-gga in my squad yeah they a1

[hook]

[verse 2: rico]
we started from the bottom now we here n-gga
we was just 30 deep last year n-gga
quick to cut yo -ss off if you ain’t real n-gga
i should cut my hands off cause ion feel n-ggas
a1 day 1 from the jump n-gga
talk sh-t you can get yo -ss jumped n-gga
hanging with the same n-ggas that i used to hang with when i used to sit down eat lunch n-gga
y’all n-ggas ain’t jump start n-ggas
broke boys y’all need a jumps tart n-gga
i call every play like the umpire n-gga
y’all n-ggas quick to run when it’s gunfire n-gga
that’s money calling my line
if you ain’t bout a dollar then you probably wasting yo time
we pulling off in them beamers
we riding round with that nina while we smoking on that keisha
first thing’s first ion trust n-ggas
middle fingers up to these f-ck n-ggas
i learned as a child show no love n-gga
i keep my circle tighter than a glove n-gga

[hook]

[verse 3: beno]
been a real n-gga since day 1
in the trap whippin’ that a1
been a rich n-gga since birth
i’m just waitin’ til that fame come
servin’ them pigeons is outta my denim
i told my top shooters go get ’em
he hopped in his car, he had a 100 clip wit ’em
you know he had to hit ’em
only day 1 n-ggas in my circle, swear to god no new n-ggas
still hanging with the same homeboy since we had curfew n-gga
i was trappin’ swear i made a grand from curfew n-gga
my n-ggas they young and they reckless they might hurt you n-gga
been a rich n-gga since birth
i’m on the green like turf
b-tch i got money all day like a clerk
these street n-ggas unemployed, these n-ggas ain’t got no work (x2)

[hook]

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