[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—)