Back to Top

First Mistake Video (MV)




Performed By: Nook10
Length: 2:54
Written by: Bruce Murray Jr.




Nook10 - First Mistake Lyrics




Trusting niggas was my first mistake, can't sleep at night tryna see wat chances ima f*cking take
I took dat flight and told myself, ima come up today
I know we stressing everyday, i gotta make play
Bitch i stop growing, and got hurt so ain't no NBA
Yu meet his mama, that's go tell ya if he real or fake
I took a loss then took another like wassup today
I had to crawl straight out that mud and make a f*cking way

I was taught that niggas talk so do yo dirt on yo own
I'm paranoid, i think they listening wen i talk ona phone
Get up 100 racks, watch how dem bitches switch up they tone
Ain't nobody there to vent to wen yu all on yo own
Just know i fwy fr, if we go dinner dating
I'm putting all my trust in God but sharing spit wit Satin
I'm da hometown king, i feel like Elfried Payton Look at all them bitches
Outchea snitching, giving affidavits

Trusting niggas was my first mistake, can't sleep at night tryna see wat chances ima f*cking take
I took dat flight and told myself, ima come up today
I know we stressing everyday, i gotta make play
Bitch i stop growing, and got hurt so ain't no NBA
Yu meet his mama, that's go tell ya if he real or fake
I took a loss then took another like wassup today
I had to crawl straight out that mud and make a f*cking way

Hoe why u staring in my face just say Wazzam widdit
Say yu ain't got no feelings for ha, but u laying in it
See i just watched em pour a line and put a Zan in it
All i needed was yo throat, dnt no need hands in dis
Ima run dis f*cking beat, until i run it right
Stuck in my city, so I'm riding wit a loaded pipe
Ain't got no beef, it's regular niggas that want take ya life
Niggas envy, plot ya bitch, and that's just outta spite
Hating ona nigga, ain't me
2-3 like AD
F*ck a class, i want AP
I'm too cool like AC but it's ina stomach like ABs
ABs, abs

ABS
Cooking all ina lab
F*ck it put it ona tab
Ina stu... pulling racks out
Pull ha hair... blow ha back out
Feel like Dolph, I'm ona cash route
Niggas talking, where Dey at now
Breadwinner, call me cash cow
Ima get it, tell me where, how
Never giving out wherebouts
Robb ain't let a nigga down yet
Book me for a couple thousand
I ran up a couple thousand
Dripping on em, where da towel went
Nonsense
Yo bitch a dime minus 9 cents
Sign myself i sign since
Younger nigga needa find since

Trusting niggas was my first mistake, can't sleep at night tryna see wat chances ima f*cking take
I took dat flight and told myself, ima come up today
I know we stressing everyday, i gotta make play
Bitch i stop growing, and got hurt so ain't no NBA
Yu meet his mama, that's go tell ya if he real or fake
I took a loss then took another like wassup today
I had to crawl straight out that mud and make a f*cking way
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Trusting niggas was my first mistake, can't sleep at night tryna see wat chances ima f*cking take
I took dat flight and told myself, ima come up today
I know we stressing everyday, i gotta make play
Bitch i stop growing, and got hurt so ain't no NBA
Yu meet his mama, that's go tell ya if he real or fake
I took a loss then took another like wassup today
I had to crawl straight out that mud and make a f*cking way

I was taught that niggas talk so do yo dirt on yo own
I'm paranoid, i think they listening wen i talk ona phone
Get up 100 racks, watch how dem bitches switch up they tone
Ain't nobody there to vent to wen yu all on yo own
Just know i fwy fr, if we go dinner dating
I'm putting all my trust in God but sharing spit wit Satin
I'm da hometown king, i feel like Elfried Payton Look at all them bitches
Outchea snitching, giving affidavits

Trusting niggas was my first mistake, can't sleep at night tryna see wat chances ima f*cking take
I took dat flight and told myself, ima come up today
I know we stressing everyday, i gotta make play
Bitch i stop growing, and got hurt so ain't no NBA
Yu meet his mama, that's go tell ya if he real or fake
I took a loss then took another like wassup today
I had to crawl straight out that mud and make a f*cking way

Hoe why u staring in my face just say Wazzam widdit
Say yu ain't got no feelings for ha, but u laying in it
See i just watched em pour a line and put a Zan in it
All i needed was yo throat, dnt no need hands in dis
Ima run dis f*cking beat, until i run it right
Stuck in my city, so I'm riding wit a loaded pipe
Ain't got no beef, it's regular niggas that want take ya life
Niggas envy, plot ya bitch, and that's just outta spite
Hating ona nigga, ain't me
2-3 like AD
F*ck a class, i want AP
I'm too cool like AC but it's ina stomach like ABs
ABs, abs

ABS
Cooking all ina lab
F*ck it put it ona tab
Ina stu... pulling racks out
Pull ha hair... blow ha back out
Feel like Dolph, I'm ona cash route
Niggas talking, where Dey at now
Breadwinner, call me cash cow
Ima get it, tell me where, how
Never giving out wherebouts
Robb ain't let a nigga down yet
Book me for a couple thousand
I ran up a couple thousand
Dripping on em, where da towel went
Nonsense
Yo bitch a dime minus 9 cents
Sign myself i sign since
Younger nigga needa find since

Trusting niggas was my first mistake, can't sleep at night tryna see wat chances ima f*cking take
I took dat flight and told myself, ima come up today
I know we stressing everyday, i gotta make play
Bitch i stop growing, and got hurt so ain't no NBA
Yu meet his mama, that's go tell ya if he real or fake
I took a loss then took another like wassup today
I had to crawl straight out that mud and make a f*cking way
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Bruce Murray Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Nook10

Tags:
No tags yet