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First Pick Video (MV)




Performed By: Elijah Thomas
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Timothy Brown




Elijah Thomas - First Pick Lyrics
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Damn, I guess that me then
Writing off a free pen
That pretense is only true when you pretend
How could I pretend like I ain't me
It ain't no nigga that could even match my sequence
You niggas geekin
Look how I'm speaking it's like a reverend
Now go and tell them
That I was destined since an amoeba
Only stress on what I invest in
I learned my lesson
Ain't no impressing people who feed on defeat
It ain't no pressure for me to go hard on the beat
When it's harder to feed all the mouths in the house
And the note on the door says they want me to leave
Tomorrow ain't promised
The bars are the key for me starting to free us
I'm starting to see it
Draft day first pick like woah
I don't know a nigga that can swish like bro
I feel like Vic Wembanyama
When I get all my honors
Ima give it to my mama like woah
Like woah
Yeah uh
I guess I'm the f*ck nigga that be done changed the beat
And rearranged the seats
I see the game is bleeding
So he done came to free them from
From prearranged beliefs
This the sound of that nigga ET
Remember me nigga
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Damn, I guess that me then
Writing off a free pen
That pretense is only true when you pretend
How could I pretend like I ain't me
It ain't no nigga that could even match my sequence
You niggas geekin
Look how I'm speaking it's like a reverend
Now go and tell them
That I was destined since an amoeba
Only stress on what I invest in
I learned my lesson
Ain't no impressing people who feed on defeat
It ain't no pressure for me to go hard on the beat
When it's harder to feed all the mouths in the house
And the note on the door says they want me to leave
Tomorrow ain't promised
The bars are the key for me starting to free us
I'm starting to see it
Draft day first pick like woah
I don't know a nigga that can swish like bro
I feel like Vic Wembanyama
When I get all my honors
Ima give it to my mama like woah
Like woah
Yeah uh
I guess I'm the f*ck nigga that be done changed the beat
And rearranged the seats
I see the game is bleeding
So he done came to free them from
From prearranged beliefs
This the sound of that nigga ET
Remember me nigga
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Writer: Timothy Brown
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