First step, first breath, that's the one I still trust First pain on a canvas, that's the stroke that adjust They say finish strong, but I learned coming up If the start ain't real, you just dressing it up. First bus in the morning took me out of my blockFirst rhyme in my notebook had me checking the clockFirst love, first loss, had me questioning a lotFirst time that I failed showed me all that I'm notThey say save the best for last, but I ain't buying the pitch'Cause the first time I tried is when I learned I could switchFrom the fear to the faith, from the doubt to the craftWhen you rush to the end then you just skipping the mathFirst stone in the river set the path for the restFirst cut of the record got the sound of my chestLife's a staircase, you can celebrate the topBut if the first step slip, then the whole climb drop. *Verse 2*first light in the morning put a gold on the streetFirst move off the corner put a soul on his feetThey say the last man standing is the one who gon' eatBut if the first seed dying how you growing the wheat?First word from my mother said to lead with my heartFirst scar from my hustle said to finish what I startFirst truth that I swallowed it was bitter and coldBut it warmed up my spine, made my backbone boldThey tell you chase a bag, all that last day breathI'm trying to make my first hour master talking in my head'Cause the clock still ticking whether slow or fastIf you waste your first minute you just taxing your lastFirst book that I opened showed the world I ain't seenFirst class I was failing made me sharpen my dreamNow I'm scribbling these lines while the day run pastPut your faith in the first, not a hope in the last. *Verse 3*First sip of the struggle had a taste like smokeFirst laugh with my people turned the pain into jokesI was young trying to rush to the credits and clapsTried to skip to the end, almost fell through the cracksFirst friend that I lost put a weight on my soulFirst talk with my pops put it back in controlHe said life like a track, you can finish off gasBut if you stumble off the blocks you'll be chasing your pastFirst brick in the house keep the roof held tightFirst wrong that you right keep you close to the lightYou can search to the ending for a meaning that lastBut the roots grow deeper in the soil of your pastFirst page that you write let it bleed what you feelFirst move that you make let it lean in the real'Cause the days move fast and the years move vastAnd the first of your story set the truth in the cast. *Verse 4*First time that I prayed I ain't know what to sayJust a kid with a fear that I'd run out of daysNow I'm older I see how the moments stackHow the first little choice draw the whole life trackThey say last one to laugh got the joke in the endBut the first one to listen be the wisest of friendsFirst hand that you shake might reopen the doorFirst time that you care might be healing you moreFirst breath in the morning is a gift not a debtFirst sun through the blinds is a daily resetYou can dress up the ending in a suit and a glassBut the heart of the story lives in first that you passFirst love, first try, first fall, first standFirst note that you heard, shaped the yes in your planSo I walk with the lesson that I caught from the pastTreat the first like the finest let the last be the last