Lyrics First Love It - Ruslan

First Love It

Love-, love-, love-
Love-, love-, love-, love-, love what you do
Just to be clear, I’m not entitled to any favors
To be honest, I already feel I’m plenty famous
I don’t do this for attention or the petty haters
I don’t need another mention, I don’t need a trendy cadence
Uh, used to save the good beats for myself
Now I make a feast from the leftovers
Used to think havin' less was bad for my health
Now I realize the cuts is to bring the best over
«How you so out of space but so down to earth?»
That’s what they keep askin' me, I encounter the counter bird
All of these rappers kinda hurt, passive-aggressive amateurs
When you got the Living Water, no way that you encounter thirst
I avoid the curse of all you thirst-buckets
Best believe when I started I had the worst budget
Me and Mama on welfare, ain’t heard the worst of it
If you wanna be great at somethin', you gotta first love it
See, them likes ain’t my worth, you gotta first love it
Satisfied in my work because I first loved it
I ain’t rich, but I feel it because I first loved it
About to make me a killin' because I first loved it
See, them likes ain’t my worth, you gotta first love it
Satisfied in my work because I first loved it
I ain’t rich, but I feel it because I first loved it
About to make me a killin' because I first loved it
Love-, love-, love what you do
Love what you do
Love-, love-, love what you do
Love what you do
They dreamin' out loud, had my head in the clouds
When you come from the mud, inspiration resounds
They keep sayin' I’m broke, Papa sayin' he proud
Mama keep cuttin' back, slowin' her drinkin' way down
Meanie was the first to believe it, I gotta prove her right
Not a lot of people can see it when you gon' build at night
I’m just here so we can get even, that’s why I build it right
I don’t care about all the grievances and the petty fights
Oh, they think that I’m washed?
Yeah, I’m washed in the blood
What, y’all rather listen to thots who keep promotin' drugs?
Act your age and your wage
How you in your mid-thirties and still don’t know how to behave, what?
See, them likes ain’t my worth, you gotta first love it
Satisfied in my work because I first loved it
I ain’t rich, but I feel it because I first loved it
About to make me a killin' because I first loved it
See, them likes ain’t my worth, you gotta first love it
Satisfied in my work because I first loved it
I ain’t rich, but I feel it because I first loved it
About to make me a killin' because I first loved it
Love-, love-, love what you do
Love what you do
Love-, love-, love what you do
Love what you do
Love-, love-, love what you do
Love what you do
Love-, love-, love what you do
Love what you do