David Brown - My 1st Song lyrics

[Produced by Aqua and 3H] [Intro: Notorious B.I.G. in a 1996 MTV interview] Gotta try to stay above water, y'know? Just stay busy, stay working Puff told me, like, the key to this joint The key to staying on top of things Is treat everything like it's your first project, nomsayin'? Like it's your first day, like, back when you was an intern Like, that's how you try to treat things like, just stay hungry [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Y'all wanna know why he don't stop? Y'all wanna know why he don't flop? Let me tell you pe-people why Came from the bottom of the block I When I was born, it was sworn, I was never gon' be sh** Had to pull the opposite out this b**h Had to get my ri-ide on Eyes on the prize, Shawn knew I had to Had to had to get these chips Had to make moves like Olajuwon Started out selling dimes and nicks Graduated to a brick No exaggeration, my infatuation with the strip Legendary like a schoolboy Crushin' merely nearly every every chick Heavy sh** – that's how schoolboy got whipped And got left on some Just Me, Myself and I On some Trugoy sh** Had your boys threw place up to a place of no return Had to play with fire and get burned Only way the boy ever gon' learn Had to lay way in the cut, 'til I finally got my turn Now I'm on top in the spot that I earned [Hook] It's my life, it's my pain and my struggle The songs that I sing to you is my everything Treat my first like my last, and my last like my first And my thirst is the same as when I came It's my joy and my tears And the laughter it brings to me, it's my everything [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Like I never rode in a limo Like I just dropped flows to a demo Like it's '92 again and I got O's in the rental Back in the Stu' again No prob' living was a whole lot simple When you think back, you thought that You would never make it this far Then you take advantage of the luck you handed Or the talent you been given Ain't no half steppin', ain't no, no slippin' Ain't no different from a block that's hittin' Gotta get it while the getting's good Gotta strike while the iron's hot, before you stop Then you gotta bid it, good riddance Goodbye! This is my second major breakup My first was with a pager With a hooptie, a cookpot and the GAME This one's with the stu', with the stage, with the fortune Maybe not the fortune, but certainly the FAME [Hook] [Outro: Jay-Z] Woo, it's like the blues, we gon' ride out on this one Ty-Ty, B-High Yo High, remember you was making them baskets For them n***as at radio and sh**? Clark Kent, that was good looking out, n***a Carline, who ever thought we'd make it this far, homie? Sha, they can't stop us, knahmsayin'? Lenny S Dame, whattup! Robbing the bank n***as thought we was crazy, man, remember uhh You had that f**ed up a** handwriting You was writing all the numbers that we was spending down For the videos we was doing ourselves (Ski, whattup? Original Flavor now) Your accountant was crazy wrong and sh** But we still put it together Biggs, wha**up? Member we went to St. Thomas and uh (John Meneilly) Your dog peed on homie leg and sh** At his crib, I think that was Rudy And they was having a lil trouble with the pool You and Ty-Ty was laughing Emory was there; whattup, Emory? What up, Ty? Hip-Hop, whattup, man? Aye, aye Hop, you ain't, you ain't have no uhh You ain't have no muh'f**in seat on your, on your bicycle Now you're uhh, the head of black music That's what I'm talking 'bout right there, homie Gee, whattup, Gee? Yessir, e'rybody in the Roc Hey, Guru, I know you spoiled, man I be taking them sh**s in one take You gonna have to punch n***as' sh** (?Snigity?) You gon' be tight? OG Juan, whattup? I'm a little upset that you wasn't involved in this whole process, but it's all good Wa**up, Dez? My whole family, my nephew, cousin Angie, wha**up? Ti-Ti (Bey, Bey, Bey, Bey) Mom, you made the album, how crazy is that? Bobalob, rest in peace My pops, rest in peace (Sup A.J.?) Biggie Smalls, rest in peace Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh n***a, I'm bout to go golfing, man Aye, I might even have me a cappuccino, f** it! I'm going somewhere nice where no mosquitoes at, n***a Holla at me! It's your boy