My 1st Song (Album Version|Edited)

My 1st Song - Jay-Z
I'm just  tryin to stay above water y'know
Stay busy  stay workin
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  knahmsayin
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
Uhh  uhh  yes  yes
Y'all wanna know  why he don't stop
Y'all wanna know  why he don't flop
Let me tell you pe-eople why
Came from the bottom of the block I
When I was born  it was sworn  I was never gon' be sh*t
Had to pull the opposite out this b**ch
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 sellin 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*t - that's how schoolboy got whipped
And got left on some "Just Me  Myself and I"
On some Trugoy sh*t
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
It's my life - it's my pain and my struggle
The song that I sing to you it's my ev-ery-thing
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 ev-ery-thing
Like I never rode in a limo
Like I just dropped flows to a demo
Like it's ninety-two again and
And I got O's in the rental
Back in the Stu' again  no problemo its 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 hidden
Gotta get it while the getting's good
Gotta strike while the iron's hot  'fore 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 CANE
This one's with the stool  with the stage  with the fortune
Maybe not the fortune  but certainly the FAME
It's my life - my pain and my struggle
The song that I sing to you it's my ev-ery-thing
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 my laughter it brings to me
It's my ev-ery-thing
Treat my first like my last  and my last like my first
And my thirst like the first song I sang
Woo  It's like the blues - we gon' ride out on this one
Ty Ty  Beehigh
Yo High  'member you was makin them dashes
For them niggaa at radio and sh*t
Clark Kent  that was good lookin out ni**a
Carlene - who ever thought we'd make it this far homey
Sha  they can't stop us  knahmsayin  Lenny S
Game whattup  Robbin the bank
Niggaz thought we was crazy man  'member uhh
You had that f**ked up a** handwritin
You was writin all the numbers that we was spendin now
For the videos we was doin ourselves  whattup
Original Flavor  your accountant was crazy wrong and sh*t
But we we still put it together
Bigs  whassup  'Member we went to St  Thomas and uh
But y'all my nizzle  your dog peed on homey leg and sh*t
At his crib - I think that was Rudy
And they was havin a lil trouble with the pool
You and Ty Ty was laughin
Emory was there  whattup Emory  What up Ta
Hip-Hop  whattup man
Ay  ay Hop  you ain't  you ain't have no uhh
You ain't have no muh'f**kin seat on your  on your bicycle
Now you uhh  the head of black music
That's what I'm talkin bout right there homey - G  whattup G
Yessir  e'rybody in the Roc
Hey Guru  I know you spoiled man
I be takin them shits in one take
You gon' have to punch niggaz sh*t  STICK IT  you gon' be tight
OG One  whattup
I'm a little upset that you wasn't involved in this whole process
But it's all good - whassup Dash
My whole family  my nephew  cousin Angie  whassup  Te-Tee
(B  B  B  B) Mom  you made the album  how crazy is that
Bob Allah  rest in peace
My pops  rest in peace (Sup A J  )
Biggie Smalls  rest in peace
Uh-uh  uh-uh  uh-uh  uh-uh
Ni**a  I'm bout to go golfin man
Ay  I might even have me a cappuccino  f**k it
I'm goin somewhere nice where no mosquitos at ni**a
Holla at me - it's your boy