First Place

In first place I'm lonely
If I ain't with my homies
Then in first place I'm lonely
Second place all up on me
We ain't talking my homies
Then in first place I'm lonely
I don't do fake nor phony
Everyday RIP Tony
How you tryna hate, but you on me
Why you tryna front, but you want me
In first place never lonely
If I'm with my homies, then first place

I don't really need yo respect
I just need me a check
Ain't no need for a text
I just need me Patek
Diamonds so wet, no fish
I'm making hits, no fists
My dreams come true, no wish
Fairy
Blessin gone put it on Larry
Y'all niggas frauds, no Harry
He ain't bout it, he scary
I'm with my crew, like Terry
She so wet need a ferry
Step up in the function, I think Stino off a xan
I might go and do my dance
She rubbin on my pants
You know I be on my own shit
How you flexing, you don't own shit
Heard you staying with ya old bitch
I'm a young nigga getting old rich
I'm sippin Rosé
Nother cup
I'm feeling okay
Bro tweaking
Tell his ass rotate
Tryna hide
I don't care, locate

Got caught up in the fastlane
All I see is E by the gas tank
Tryna blame me for her back pains
Say I'm kinda crazy, but I act sane
Look innocent, but she really wild
That ain't loud, boa that's really mild
You ain't grown, you a silly child
Stacking paper to a pity pile
Got caught up in the fast life
You can have it all if you act right
Heard you bring dogs to a cat fight
Heard you act tough when they lack height

You know me
In first place
Yeah I'm lonely
If not, then it's trophies with the homies
You know me, middle finger to the police
In the stu, til my left wrist got a rollie



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Writer(s): Jarel Robinson
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