Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song First Things First, artist - Stormzy. Date of issue: 23.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
First Things First |
| All right, first things first, I’ve been putting in the work |
| I’m a rebel with a cause (With a cause) |
| Had problems with the fam, I had problems with the gang |
| But I put that shit on pause (Put that shit on pause) |
| I’ve been gone for a while but I saw you niggas smile |
| When I cancelled all my tours (Little pussies) |
| Someone tell 'em that I’m back |
| I don’t never ever slack, grab my gun and go to war (Boy) |
| I got brothers up in jail, going mad up in their cells |
| When you hear me, bang your doors (Bang your doors) |
| Niggas moving chatty, someone tell 'em that I’m scatty |
| Bro, I’ll pull up uninsured like (Skrr) |
| Running through my strip, rappers jumping on my dick |
| Just to build up a rapport (That's embarrassing) |
| I can tell them man are bitter |
| But they’re begging it on Twitter, man, I swear I’m so appalled (So appalled) |
| Before he takes a shot, I’ll shoot him first (Shoot him first) |
| And poor mum, we was going through her purse (Through her purse) |
| We were doing road and doing church |
| Looked the devil in his face like, «motherfucker, do your worst» |
| Still here tryna find another blessing |
| I’m over-loyal, man, I’ll ride for what I’m repping |
| Dark times, niggas dying in recession |
| You was fighting with your girl when I was fighting my depression, wait |
| Okay |
| All right, first things first, could’ve put you in a hearse |
| Man, I gave you boys a lifeline (Lifeline) |
| I was scrolling through my tweets, had Adele up on repeat |
| And saw a madness on my timeline (My timeline) |
| LBC’s tryna black ball me |
| And tryna blame your boy for knife crime (Like, what?) |
| I don’t use a shank, I got money in the bank |
| Man, I’d rather do a drive-by (Dickheads) |
| Mad, mad demons in my thoughts |
| Young Stormz wasn’t ready for the limelight (Wasn't ready) |
| Took a little break from the game, started praying |
| Man, I had to get my mind right (Started praying) |
| All black clothes til I shine bright |
| Full beams fucking up my eyesight (Woo) |
| They hate me on the sly, but I bet you if I died |
| You would see 'em at my nine-night (Fake youts) |
| They’re asking if I’m real, I’m real enough ('Nough) |
| Still got a couple killers in the cut (Cut) |
| If he’s coming nice, I big him up |
| Drugs kill, but my niggas make a killing off a drug (Ay) |
| Rapping like I’m Jigga but I’m Puff (Puff) |
| West End wanna show a nigga love (Love) |
| But if it weren’t me you would never let my niggas in the club |
| Fuck DSTRKT and fuck all these nightclubs |
| And fuck giving money to people that don’t like us |
| There’s riots in the city, just tell me where I sign up |
| The rave goes silly every time I pick the mic up (Whoa) |
| I got smoke, you can hold a bit |
| A coloured brother with a bone to pick |
| But I still get to gunning, don’t be running when I bang mine |
| Before we said our prayers, there were gang signs (Gang signs) |