“First Things First Rest In Peace Uncle Phil Lyrics” sung by J. Cole represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is No Role Modelz.
First Things First Rest In Peace Uncle Phil Lyrics
[Verse 1]
First things first: rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real
You the only father that I ever knew
I get my b^^ch pregnant, I’ma be a better you
Prophecies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled
Listen, even back when we was broke, my team ill
Martin Luther King would’a been on Dreamville, talk to a n^^ga
[Pre-Chorus]
One time for my L.A. sisters
One time for my L.A. hoes
Lame n^^gas can’t tell the difference
One time for a n^^ga who know
[Chorus 1]
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
[Verse 2]
No role models and I’m here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin’ through my memory, my memory, I couldn’t find one
Last night I was gettin’ my feet rubbed by the baddest b^^ch
Not Trina but I swear to God, this b^^ch’ll make you call your girl up
And tell her, “Hey, what’s good?
Sorry, I’m never comin’ home, I’ma stay for good”
Then hang the phone up and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain’t got no shame ’bout it
She think I’m spoiled and I’m rich ’cause I can have any b^^ch
I got defensive and said, “Nah, I was the same without it”
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
‘Fore I started callin’ b^^ches “b^^ches” so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody, you wadn’t sweatin’ me
[Pre-Chorus]
One time for my L.A. sisters
One time for my L.A. hoes
Lame n^^gas can’t tell the difference
One time for a n^^ga who know
[Chorus 1]
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
[Verse 3]
I want a real love, dark-skinned Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain’t gotta wonder whether that’s your kid love
N^^ga, I don’t want no b^^ch from reality shows
Out-of-touch-with-reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin’ back five or six hoes
F^^k ’em then we kick ’em to the do’, n^^ga, you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it’s a bird trap
You think if I didn’t rap she would flirt back?
Takin’ off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, ‘fore she leave
“I’ma need my shirt back” (N^^ga, you know how it go)
[Pre-Chorus]
One time for my L.A. sisters
One time for my L.A. hoes
Lame n^^gas can’t tell the difference
One time for a n^^ga who know
[Chorus 1]
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
Don’t save her, she don’t wanna be saved
[Interlude: George W. Bush]
There’s an old saying in Tennessee—I know it’s in Texas, probably in Tennessee—that says, fool me once… shame on… shame on you. Fool me—can’t get fooled again.
[Bridge]
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)
Fool me twice, can’t put the blame on you (Ayy)
Fool me three times, f^^k the peace sign
Load the chopper, let it rain on you (Bop bop bop)
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)
Fool me twice, can’t put the blame on you (Ayy)
Fool me three times, f^^k the peace sign
Load the chopper, let it rain on you (Bop bop bop)
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