Izzy-Meeks - 1ST PLACE

First place
Gold around my necklace like I'm first place (bling)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (how)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (fuck)
You ain't never love me in the first place (Hell nah)
Gold round my necklace I'm first place (bling)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (woo woo)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (huh)
You ain't never love me in the
twenty threes when I slide LBJ on the drive designer soles on petal
Ralph Lauren on the slides push that bitch to the floor
Got me feeling so alive reach over to the side grab a handful of thigh
Seen the tell in her your eyes when she told every lie I
Gotta decide just why I
Can't trust a good thing
I fuck up a good thing
It tug at my heart strings
The hood in me never die
I can't trust so I let die
Deep inside the heart mummified
So I keep bitches on the side
She made me miss you so much more
Hard headed bitch call her Rushmore
I took my time she would rush more
She ain't want me she want cash more
She would succeed if she'd hush more
Couldn't get proceeds and was no more
Fucked with her mental now she can't stay sober
Keep playing drake that controlla
Money control her
I could undress her but you can't finesse a finesser
Brains you ain't even got no logic
Dealing with a nigga from the projects
Read you like hooked on phonics
Bitch I understand Ebonics
Yeah bitch I seen you coming
You ain't want my heart you wanted money bitch
Thought you had me going for that sucker shit beat it bitch
First place
Gold around my necklace like I'm first place (bling Bling)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (first place)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (nah bitch)
You ain't never love me in the first place (unh uh)
Gold round my necklace I'm first place (woo hoo)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (nah bitch)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (unhuh)
You ain't never love me in the first place(nah)
Gold round my necklace like I'm first place (first place)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (whooh)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (unh huh)
You ain't never love me in the
Back on block before rap me and my niggaz would trap
We moved a couple packs then we would smoke on sack
Cop every shoe off the rack thought that nigga had my back
Opened the door to the crib that bitch was ransacked
He helped me tidy it up how can I ever relax
He had us looking for a culprit whole time it was him
Shaking nigga down he knew it wouldn't be them
He let me punch a couple niggaz knocked em outta they brim
His sister told me that he did it now I'm looking for him
Blood thirsty for the killI got murder on my mind
Niggaz telling me to chill I got plenty fucking time
I was gone off the pillI was on that busta rhymes
Make it clap make it drill never seen em face to face
To put his in his place we was never friend in the
First Place
Gold around my necklace like I'm first place (bling Bling)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (first place)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (what)
You ain't never love me in the first place (nah)
Gold round my necklace I'm first place (first place)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (first place)
You was tryna crush me in the first place (first place)
You ain't never love me in the first place (fuck her)
Gold round my necklace like I'm first place (bling bling)
Ain't even competing wannabe first place (first place)
You was tryna crush me in the first place
You ain't never love me in the

Written by:
I. MEEKS

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