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Unknown T - Fresh Home Lyrics
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(Hargo production)
Mm-hm
Listen, look

Can't believe that I'm locked with the lifers
I was on seg, not basic, segregated from all of my Niners
I'd never been jail but they caught man prior
You talk drill in a track, you're a liar
I suggest that you go retire (jokemen)
Been a sec since I been on the curb
Come flip me a bird, I'm a rider (mm-hm)
Prison governors tried give me category A
Wait, but why? 'Cause my face too bait
I'm eatin' noodles from a plastic plate
Yet I'm still tryna G-check yutes from the 8
On soc', man step with a self made blade
Turn on a man, chat shit or get shaved
These reporters try slander my name
Shame, I still gotta buss all my K's (buss that)
I thank God so I sing with grace
Lord blessed me so I stepped out the gate (amen)
At induction man patterned the place
Money and Zanco on the wing first day (mm-hm)
Talk shit on the roads, you're a blagger
I'm locked up with my bro's at a manor
Look, me and you got passa
But you got cheffed so it don't even matter

Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (mm-hm)
Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (mm-hm)

Try know I supply all my G's with boko on roads
Man patterned the streets, you're a joke (broke)
You don't wanna see me turn up
'Cause I got a long ching in my coat (whoosh)
No electrocution, I'm on volts
Chat shit, get rocked like a boat
Poke then cut 'cause the yute got soaked
Chop or tear man, I dare man, try provoke
I can Samurai step on my own (my ones)
There's no hope if the waps 'round my waist
'Cause I really do snap like Capone
Two claps and you know the booting's unknown
On a crash, only ever move loose with a phone
Banged up but you know I'm ganged off on the vis' and soc' (you know)
After late night checks, I go down with a tech, bake off then lot' (yo)

Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (mm-hm)
Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (damn right)
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(Hargo production)
Mm-hm
Listen, look

Can't believe that I'm locked with the lifers
I was on seg, not basic, segregated from all of my Niners
I'd never been jail but they caught man prior
You talk drill in a track, you're a liar
I suggest that you go retire (jokemen)
Been a sec since I been on the curb
Come flip me a bird, I'm a rider (mm-hm)
Prison governors tried give me category A
Wait, but why? 'Cause my face too bait
I'm eatin' noodles from a plastic plate
Yet I'm still tryna G-check yutes from the 8
On soc', man step with a self made blade
Turn on a man, chat shit or get shaved
These reporters try slander my name
Shame, I still gotta buss all my K's (buss that)
I thank God so I sing with grace
Lord blessed me so I stepped out the gate (amen)
At induction man patterned the place
Money and Zanco on the wing first day (mm-hm)
Talk shit on the roads, you're a blagger
I'm locked up with my bro's at a manor
Look, me and you got passa
But you got cheffed so it don't even matter

Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (mm-hm)
Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (mm-hm)

Try know I supply all my G's with boko on roads
Man patterned the streets, you're a joke (broke)
You don't wanna see me turn up
'Cause I got a long ching in my coat (whoosh)
No electrocution, I'm on volts
Chat shit, get rocked like a boat
Poke then cut 'cause the yute got soaked
Chop or tear man, I dare man, try provoke
I can Samurai step on my own (my ones)
There's no hope if the waps 'round my waist
'Cause I really do snap like Capone
Two claps and you know the booting's unknown
On a crash, only ever move loose with a phone
Banged up but you know I'm ganged off on the vis' and soc' (you know)
After late night checks, I go down with a tech, bake off then lot' (yo)

Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (mm-hm)
Fresh home, fresh home, straight out the slammer (grr-blaow)
I was on G wing, I was on HB4 where there ain't no camera (the jungle)
The feds had me flat on my face
Buss case, had to climb to the top of the ladder (blaow-blaow-blaow)
I was unknown now I'm back on the scene as a well know rapper (mm-hm)
Damn right, I'm a well-known rapper (damn right)
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Writer: Daniel Lena
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Length: 3:07
Written by: Daniel Lena

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