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Denzel Curry – 1st Quarter Lyrics

  • June 13, 2022

Denzel Curry – 1st Quarter Lyrics

Livin’ like a heathen, smokin’ on Garden of Eden
The question I’m always thinkin’ is “What a nigga believe in?”
The only thing I know is that I’m twenty-five breathin’
Fuck a twenty-five to life, deep in my heart, my people need me
It’s not for social medias or guest spots on the TV
No Jimmy Kimmel or Fallon, not for the bucks, no Tim Allen
I’m givin’ flows out the gallon and leavin’ you for a thought
Niggas turnin’ down property for a chain that they bought, bitch
Invest in guns when police pull us over
Never stay sick when the climate get grosser
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer
Government keepin’ tabs, put your life in a folder
Many snakes in the grass, so beware of the cobra
Your only option, go to college or be a soldier
Can’t even stand your ground when you outside of Florida
Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter

Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter
Twenty— Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter
Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
It’s government keepin’ tabs, put your life in a folder
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
It’s government keepin’ tabs, put your life in a folder
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first—
Twenty— Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty—
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty—
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty—
Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first— (Yay)
Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter (So, okay)

The climb from the bottom created out of them toxins
It’s ironic niggas changed when we made it about them pockets
Had a couple homies fall, celebrated ’em in the projects
Feel like we ain’t do ’em justice ’cause they still ain’t never left
Least we could’ve did was fly they body to the steps
Of a pyramid in Egypt, lay they royalty to rest
Least I could’ve did was keep on puttin’ for the West
They stories never forgotten long as REAS’ still breathin’
Ain’t shit changed, nigga, REASON still REASON
Cash took a bullet, but that nigga still breathin’
Changed my whole perspective, now my time comin’ quicker
Than me in some raw pussy, you think I ain’t raw, push me
I might black on a nigga, tell massa I’s comin’
Niggas get designer and thinkin’ they did something
Fyre Festival how you niggas is fly for nothing
What your legacy worth when you dead in the dirt?
Look what your legacy worth when you only got a quarter to spend
Hustle on blocks, you got a quarter to give
Penny for your thoughts, my nigga Pac shared a quarter of his
And he ain’t even get a quarter to live
I’m sad for my niggas, make it past twenty-five
I’m glad for my niggas, that’s a miracle where we from
My nigga Dale got hit in his lungs
Bleedin’, callin’ for God, askin’ for help but that nigga ain’t never come, so

Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty—
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty—
Twenty-five to life, deep in my heart my people need me
Twenty— Twenty— Twenty— Twenty—
Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first—
Twenty— Twenty-five years, I’ma call it first quarter