First Things First – Young Lyric

First things first
These haters gone hate, these hoes gone lurk
Louie V shirt, same color dirt
When you gon’ learn, bitch? This my turf
Uh this my year hoe, I’m for sure
I’ma shoot my shot like Stephen Curr
All this fur and ice, I feel like burr
Just take a look at my attire (ooh ooh)

Baby on the top can it get any higher
Ten Gucci signs baby it don’t get no flyer
Got a crib out in Cali like a 49er
I’m just tryna get rich, I don’t wanna die young (die young)
Bad girls we just wanna have fun (have fun)
Jet skis on a private island (island)
I’m the truth, lil bitch number one (ooh ooh)

These haters can’t see me, I make it look easy bitch you ain’t a factor
Look at my neck, look at my wrist, mhm mhm
Rolex froze like a slushee
One of you bitter hoes better not touch me
All these old ass rappers wanna fuck me
Wire me an M and you might get lucky
They done let me in the game now it’s bout to get ugly (mmm)
Came from the bottom had nothin’
Came off the porch, runnin’ (yeah)
Got this bitch jumpin’, princess stuntin’
Now we get all the money
Always had big dreams, boys couldn’t tell me nothin’
It’s my life I can’t let niggas run it
I’ma spend on my team gettin’ straight to the money

This my year
Big dreams (uh)
Championship rings for the team
Whole buncha money on me, yeah
Whole buncha money machines
Please don’t make no scene (mmm)
Gimme my throne my seat (mmm)
Stand 10 toes on my feet (mmm)
I don’t get tired, no sleep

This my year
Big dreams (uh)
Championship rings for the team
Whole buncha money on me, yeah
Whole buncha money machines
Please don’t make no scene (mmm)
Gimme my throne my seat (mmm)
Stand 10 toes on my feet (mmm)
I don’t get tired, no sleep