[Chorus: Steve DaMar & Fergie]

I’m puffing O (G), ain’t taking No (L), I grind til the (A.M.) bumping N OT(O-R-(I)O-U-S,)

I played biggie in (First class) He taught me that the limit was (up in the sky)

I never made it to my (First class)

But now im (up in the s—, up-up in the s—)

Yea I keep it a (G), ain’t taking no (L), I grind til the (A.M.), bumping N O T(O-R-(I)O-U-S,)

Nah you don’t owe me nothing

(First class, up in the sky) (First class, up in the s—, up-up in the s—)

[Intro: Steve DaMar]

It’s young DaMar

Yeah

It’s Young DaMar yah yeah yah

Young Stevie

[Verse 1: Steve DaMar]

This is not a dream cause now

I’m in Europe magazines

They throw salt like peppa cause

My heavy d long as a limousine

Hanging plaques up on the wall with my name up

Asked labels for a chance but like France

Yeah they made fun

Thinkin this was all a game

Til I fucked around and made in the hall of fame

Had some family who doubted

But feel not ashamed

Cause the thing about doubt is it can always change

But blood is forever

Still I remember how they

Used to think less of me

Now they telling me they miss me and

Hate that they see less of me

Women who weren’t impressed with me

Yeah they waiting for their first chance

To start impressing me

And they do it so desperately

Reminds me of myself when I was tryna get her

Oh how the tables have turned like vinyl records

[Chorus: Steve DaMar & Fergie]

Keep it a (G), ain’t taking no (L), I grind til the (A.M.), bumping N O T(O-R-(They like I)O-U-S,)

Nah you don’t owe me nothing

(First class, up in the sky)Yah yeah yah (First class, up in the s—, up-up in the s—)

[intro:] Yall ready!?

[Verse 2: Steve DaMar]

I promise that they not but I’m bout to do it anyhow

Yah yeah Yah

The king of the word play I’m known

To wear many crowns, keep it G like Oligist

And I’m Known to rock shows

Even tho it was an empty crowd

Now I need security to help get me out

They wanna take pictures but I gotta go

Still I seen more negatives than dark rooms

And tho I was born in a dark womb

You should’ve seen how my mama glow

I was raised a catholic but I’m not a pope

Nor a saint, but I was Nickle less when Christmas came

Now I make sure kids have gifts on Christmas Day

If a hater wanna miss behave don’t be misinformed

I’ll leave your family signing missing forms

I’m still A

[Chorus: Steve DaMar & Fergie]

(G), ain’t taking No (L), I grind til the (A.M.) bumping N OT(O-R-(I)O-U-S,)

I played biggie in (First class) He taught me that the limit was (up in the sky)

I never made it to my (First class) But now I’m (up in the s—, up-up in the s—)

Yea I keep it a (G), ain’t taking no (L), I grind til the (A.M.), bumping N O T(O-R-(I)O-U-S,)

Nah you don’t owe me nothing

(First class, up in the sky) (First class, up in the s—, up-up in the s—)