First Show

I just made it back from my first show
Pack that loud, had to do it on the low low (Aye)
Pack that crowd, did it with no promo

Cuz girl you know you got me interested
These feelings for you flowing through my head
Instead of fighting can we just pretend (Yeah)
I know how these things usually end

But you aint gotta worry bout it
(Nah Nah)
Dirty like i'm Curry, gold jersey with the 30 on it
I might go cop the gold
Put some jewelry on it
I might go just hit my goals
I'm just being honest (Yeah)
Getting the bucks yeah I feel like Giannis

After the show we could get it in
I ain't tryna fight, I don't want pretend
I just want the real shit, no fake shit
Real comes as easy as the dividends
These days
I ain't got real friends
These days
All the fuckin' time I spend
These days
Gettin' paid on the daily
Shit I prayed for back in the day
Now i'm out the booth and i'm back in a day
I ain't savin' all the bread that i'm makin'
Not enough, yeah I gotta upgrade it
Till I move to a new estate with a fuckin' maid, that would feel amazin'
Maybe then my problems go away
In reality there's more on the way
But i'm ready for it, imma ride the wave
Till I hit that shore and i'm sure that I made it
Know I had to quit the gettin' faded
Album done so it's back to bakin'
Tolerance so low
Like i'm Frank and I feel amazin'

But you ain't gotta worry bout it
(Nah Nah)
Dirty like i'm Curry, gold jersey with the 30 on it
I might go cop the gold
Put some jewelry on it
I might go just hit my goals
I'm just being honest (Yeah)
Getting the bucks yeah I feel like (Feel like)



Credits
Writer(s): Colin Costello
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