Dos Sinatra - First Day

First day, what a first day Anything could happen on the first day
Getting drunk, getting sauce on a Friday Even the first day shit was going sideways
Laid back, nigga, I was chilling in the lobby BK, have it your way
Fresh new dorms, I can see it from the hallways
Slapped in class, I just wanna do my own thing

Now I'm looking for the new swing I got class on a Monday, damn
Professional, how I give it up Chemistry class, so bad I wasn't giving up
Two.0 was a lie, it wasn't close enough Sold a lot of weed at the dorm, it wasn't
Catching up Type going hard with the work, all mad as

Middle of semester, I be fucking up Middle of semester, I be fucking up
That's what I do, uh Look, ain't no handout, nigga
I just wanna be the best like I raised these niggas
College boy, the mixtape Packed cars, no face

Ace, tell me how you be so grown without your own place
Taste, throw money up on your own face
Why you try to cuff me now, I want my own space
Stave up until this mixtape Have a lot of shockwave, nigga
I make the earth shake Slow it down, understand me

Prepare cry for nigga making a grammy Beast life, we gon' all make a sandy
New niggas, they will never understand me, man
Hold up, they will never understand me, man
New niggas, they will never understand me, man

Uh, college boy, throw the intro
Ah, ah, uh
And we are still dependent, interdependent, and dependent on the rest of the world
The ignorance that we're willing to engage in is baffling to me

So I pull myself away as much as possible from this setting
Because I've had no influence, I've gotten to work with you
And not as anyone else
So enjoy the ignorance of what you find is enjoyable

Written by:
Donell Moss

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