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First Night

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Baby, it don't make you a ho if you fuck the first night I remember servin' some money, she died the first time I'll make it out, man, trust me, I'm close You know I'm close, but I keep on goin', trust me, yeah Baby, it don't make you a ho if you fuck the first night I remember servin' some money, she died the first time No one took me, I put blood on my blade on my first glide Overlooked me, till I made a twenty in my first line Fourteen, started sellin' crack, that was my first crime Ignore me, one minute I'm cool and then I'll burst mine Told me that she wants to go to Marbs with her friends No, I'm not controllin', just come with me, control the ends Even though my tags at nine p.m., I got them callin' me at ten She thinks I'm from London, baby, I'm from 8 or 10 Trap nigga, country boy, cocaine or I deploy cnd if you're ready for the bando, then you'll get employed Snowfall, I feel like Franklin with his bric-a-boy Gold too, even though these pebbles leave their life destroyed Baby, it don't make you a ho if you fuck the first night I remember servin' some money, she died the first time No one took me, I put blood on my blade on my first glide Overlooked me, till I made a twenty in my first line Fourteen, started sellin' crack, that was my first crime Ignore me, one minute I'm cool and then I'll burst mine It's been a minute, I don't know when to stop Thousand times I made a bando pump, I hit the T with lumps Thousand crimes I've done, the only thing I can do Is talk to God, done with fuckin' hoes Come, we hit the gym, then go for lunch Serve up a thousand pebbles, me and Whiteway Blended feed and ducks, just turned on my phone Made a two, then checked up on my mum Stepdad greet him like a man, car, treats me like his son Convicted criminal, my music tells you where it all begun Pockets filled with dirty notes, my brothers know I'm far from litch I got cold water touchin' Yola from my fingertips Turn a nino to a half a brick, the neighbours don't permit They think it's lit, but this life is shit, my teenage years I skip cll I see is needles Zombies, but I treat them like they're people Why they so deceitful? God forgive me for this life I live, it's evil Listen, lately I've been thinkin' bout my past life Stabbings that I can't get rid of, sittin' in my archive Twenty bad and half grenadie and I'm into gunfire You can't tell me about this hard life Fifteen, sellin' off a hard line We live to die, this shit don't seem right I talk to God so I can see light