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lirik lagu first come first served – apollo brown

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[verse 1]
no doubt, stay close to my heart, like a hip flask, poke in the dark
ma, pa, stay blessed like i’m piffin’ on la
stay finesse, chill with the lords that payed our rent
faded neck stab, makin’ a dent, save that face for the net
fake sh*t, real worship grit
you wanna talk son, never commit, murder one
my speech is mean, i pre*heat it up and serve a cold dish
keep it slammin’ like salmon, f*ck that old sh*t
i scold kids, watch hands fold and i scull drinks
sold your soul son, i’m g’d off my own sh*t
before the team split, before the flock of this drive
don’t wanna reach it, peeps don’t wanna post your fl!cks
peep this before i’m six feet deep in a box
“rock the bells” got you pressin’ repeat, rewindin’ every song
my hunger’s real, my conquest ‘cross land and sea
sippin’ on napoleon, air max don the feet

[chorus]
yeah, you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
think it’s simple now
you wanna serve yourself
you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
first come, first served
(no doubt, check me out)
[verse 2]
i speak trilled, still my sk!ll k!ller real
i penned the forty mill, broke off my own deal
ho chill, i throw pills down my own gills
you know the drill, smoke, k!ll, behind till
mind with the license to bill, prolific architect
get your hands out the till, peel half this mess
pardon the stress tester man, you could never
take this mic from me, sever my plans, i’ll be cut deep
it’s all sweet, walkin’ the street and never sh*t where you eat
less you wanna be swimmin’ in beef
livin’ the dream, white tee tucked in my jeans
slip the hoodie on, snapback, air max don the feet
cold winter, soul singer, yo, yo, old liver
cold winter, the river city gold spitter
i’m more bitter, more liquor, snap a raw picture
walk with me lord till dawn, pourin’ the holy mixture

[chorus]
yeah, you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
think it’s simple now
you wanna serve yourself
you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
first come, first served
you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
yeah, first come, first served
you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
first come, first served
you ain’t f*ckin’ with
first come, first served
you ain’t f*ckin’ with it
there ain’t no chance in h*ll
first come, first served

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