DJ Mustard - First Pa** lyrics

[Verse 1: Teecee4800] Started off, selling work Bubble gang fast cash yeah I made it work First lick, n***a had chips Fifty grand three homies yeah we all split Car lot let's spend this cash n***a Now the whole hood thirsty tryna past n***a Better calm down that's how you get cracked n***a Thirsty for the cash now you talking 'bout send you pictures Bail money yeah I got that Case I get cracked yeah I'm right back Ever since a lil n***a I ain't been the same Cashed out fast need everything Top mob n***a yeah I'm a LOC If I'm at your door then I'm fo' Like Gucci said kick-the kick-the doors n***a Everybody everybody on the floor n***a Town n***a ain't that the truth Free TC and my n***a ??? Riding round in the coupe Throwing money out the roof ???? duece Yeah b**h so you know my name Ain't nothing change yeah it's still the same game Yeah b**h so you know my name And every since a lil n***a I been robbin things [Hook: Teecee4800] Real fast real fast yeah you know the game Ever since my first pa** I ain't been the same Cashed out fast need everything Ever since a lil n***a I been robbing things Real fast real fast yeah you know the game Ever since my first pa** I ain't been the same Cashed out fast need everything Ever since a lil n***a I been robbing things [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Look Now we was often hoping, out the regal and poppin Extra'd out with this crippin, them young n***as off Slauson Living for my reputation wasn't making no profit Had to come to my senses and get all about my business n***as was mad at the chain that's apart of the game But you ain't sh** when you broke so f** what n***as was saying Left the work in the spot with residue on the blade Starting running up in sh** and life was never the same n***as hoping them counters going hard in the paint Plotting on flockin a house and hope we come out with the safe Got rollie on his neck I put a gun in his face Don't even ask where he from just do my dougie and skate Ah, look, and for a minute we was coming with it Old schools playing Gucci through ya residentials New jags diamond boogers was your presidentials 'til all my n***as got double digits, damn But shout out to my bro's though I'm robbing rap now but I got my own flow I'm paying taxes on em so it's grown dough 'til sh**tin on whoever's in is what I'm known fo Two thousand twenty you'll be home so I got a little minute to get everything in it Life, gotta live it to the limit But I ain't gotta tell you cause we did it [Hook: Teecee4800]