First Day

I feel the end is near
She puts me under
And all the love I've shown
I'm still alone
I'm left in wonder

I know its nas that want me to fail
I got brothers that's willing to pay my bail
If they catch me off guard
Throw 'em like Curry's mouthguard
The plan was all God's, J's low like A-rod
20 going on 20 million, they proud of me now
Wanna sign with me now
All the texts and the calls
With fake congratulations messages, aw
How you talk like that? How you move like that?
I, never studied the flow and the game to finish in second
The second they said it, I said it like twice
Preaching communication yet you fell back twice
Cheesing, but never seen me like its three blind mice
I, swear my life is a movie
R-rated, the bars heavy
Giving nas lyrics, they can read what the bar stated
Giving nas hope, they can reach but the bar is fading

Like vision with old age, oh hey, you signed a deal?

(Yeah, I was just wondering 'cause I know, like
We went way back, like remember that one time
We had that class together in elementary school?
But yeah, uh, times are getting kinda hard, and
I just saw you sign this deal and I was just wondering
Like, um, if I could get a coin or something?

You know what I'm saying? Like, if you could help me out?
Just, like, help a brother out, man)

30 days and the album was moving
Took the sound to the label
They said they with the movement
23's on me feeling relentless, I just

Signed a deal so I'm getting my figures, I guess
Cut the check and we cheesing like Chuckee
Cut the check now we balling like Mugsy, I kid

(Save your money man, save that money
If you invest your money right now, and you
Just wait a few years; get you some property
Get you some land, something that's really
Not gonna go down in value, you know what I'm saying?
We only trying to go up

But hey, that's just me giving y'all a little bit of game
Don't blow your advance like all your favorite rappers on Instagram
You know what I mean? But, we appreciate all the support
But, um, Rebels No Savage 'till the death, lets get it)

On to try and live a better me
Escape the chains made by society
I understand, now don't you lie to me
Being this is not a wannabe, it's being this
Or being in the streets, if you in the streets
You're targets for police, now



Credits
Writer(s): Basil Williams
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