FIRST TIME Lyrics

This for the city

This for the bros

This for all my niggas tryna grow

Gotta do it get it on your own

Never fall sleep so you wake up in zone

All the cold nights spent alone worth it in the end

Cuz you never lookin back or ever given a fuck

Bout a nigga who wasnt for the growth

Now you boutta blow

Now you tour shows

Now you stackin neck and wrist froze

Plus you gotta a glow

Confidence always shows Ignorance always mourns

Plus your moms and pops know

All the shit, from before, a plan for your trip to the thrown

Gotta go through it fore you ever get to it

Certain level of game needed to sustain

Pain hate love and betrayal

Cuz they swivel, when you stable

But you able to

Feel this shit, own this shit

Love this shit, be the shit

Feel this shit, own this shit

Love this shit, be the shit

Feel this shit, own this shit

Love this shit, be the shit

Feel this shit, own this shit

Love this shit, be the shit

This aint my first time but I'm complacent

This aint my first time from the basement

This aint my first time so I ain't racin

This aint my first time I felt amazin

This aint my first time

This aint my first rhyme

I swear to God everytime

I hop on this mic I treat like I've never tried

I swear to the above, whatever you does

I want it, I got the drive

I wanna say fuck luck cuz I've been on the grind

Thats whats goin make you shine when you trust the process in time

You will find

They wish they gave you time

Cant wait for mine

Till then, imma keep spittin till I run out of lines

Like I damn ran outta of mind

Writers blind

I dont pause for moments in time

I think and pause my moment in time

Ill never miss it like half past nine

I dont really run on past time

Im half way there, like the six digits imma stack bare

Like 6, 7, 8, 10, 11, 12 and 9

No matter the fight ill always be a round up till I die

Ill always be a round up till I die

Young nigga who always goin ride

For all my niggas, keep it one hunnid for all my bitches

I swear this drank got me trippin

My bitch goin hear this, and text me back with suspicion

Im just chillin

You niggas aint illin

Gotta do it for my children, for my brethren

So Khalil goin

Send this message

Smoke this lettuce

Medicine, mix my intelligence

What to do when im present

Pressing the game with ill intentions

No remorse

I promise no blessins never been the one to fuck with reverend's

I guess that means im destined

Found my callin without confessin

What I did wrong, rather use it as lesson

Call it a profession

I know it looks easy

Promise I've been stressin over every single bar

Between each one

From ending to beginin, from the middle to the finish

You aint goin dimish anything I've done

Pushed through niggas here to stand like a witness

Niggas on trail, im the convictions

Killin all these niggas when I spit ill

Cough it up spit it back out and keep this shit real

Call me Duey Bitch, I'm here for a mission

Dopest in the game, smell me in the field

Aint my first time, not my first rhyme

I aint trippin, I feel no limits

Never going away, way too relentless