First Off, Lyrics

First off one thing about me I'm too real for that

First off one thing about me I'm too real for that fake shit

I could see it in a nigga eyes that he faking

Despite the fuck shit I still shine amongst my haters

Long as they print it ima get it

Long as I'm living ima get to this paper

Moms living life taking trips to Jamaica

I came a long way from nun now I'm getting paper

Tryna reach for my chain you gont reach yomega ya dig

I get fly in any weather but I ain't the Birman

The way I up this bitch so fast you'd think I had a third hand

Commercial flights but soon it's gont be private flights when I land

I was born to win since a yungin bitch I been man

Water guns to cap guns to big forty's in my hand

I'm not jay but off them jiggas bitch I feel like Superman

I got the blue print i master mines with the master plan

You tryna I hit you with this '45 that's in my hand

Wat you know bout have to slay your own potna cus he short you on your gwuop

Seven shots ain't shit compared to thirty two that's in this glock

Hold court up in the streets

Drop ya your ass where we meet

For tryna play me pussy nigga thinking shit is swisher sweet

When I come around a nigga bitch, she gont go in heat

I don't fuck with jeep but if I do it's gont be srt

Catch me court side at the rockets game with a bad fe

She on her triple m shit she get money and eat mad meat

I'm so heavenly

Don't understand why niggas hate on me

Bitch it's GMP I'm burning up the booth to third degree

Glock twenty-three the gen five knock you off your feet

The bullets size of nigga toes

That's them long black grapes

I call em that because they look like nigga feet

They say the odds can't be beat but somehow bitch they still get beat

F.R.E.E Gang GMMG until I fuckin sleep

You couldn't walk a mile up in my shoes this shit ain't for the week

First off one thing about me I'm too real for that fake shit

I could see it in a nigga eyes that he faking

Despite the fuck shit I still shine amongst my haters

Long as they print it ima get it

Long as I'm living ima get to this paper

Moms living life taking trips to Jamaica

I came a long way from nun now I'm getting paper

Tryna reach for my chain you gont reach omega ya dig

I get fly in any weather but I ain't the Birman

The way I up this bitch so fast you'd think I had a third hand

Commercial flights but soon it's gont be private flights when I land

I was born to win since a yungin bitch I been man

Bitch I been a man

Bitch I been a man

Commercial flights but private flights when I land