First 48 (feat. Gary Biddy & Grandmaster Vic)

Sylvan LaCue

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Sylvan LaCue

Sylvan LaCue (born September 2, 1990), formerly known as QuESt, is an American rapper originating from Miami, Florida. He began his career in 2009 with several releases, including the critically acclaimed Searching Sylvan mixtape. In April 2016, he released his debut album, Far From Familiar, and in January 2018, he released his second album, Apologies in Advance. He previously signed to Chris Zarou's Visionary Music Group record label (2013–2014) before forming his own collective, WiseUp & Co. In 2016, he signed a distribution deal with INGrooves, his first as an independent artist. more »


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*Humms* 

Verse 1 
Yea, 
Show me to the safe, I need all the bank, 
Wrong side of town, First 48, 
Trap house jumping, How can I escape, awww. 
Dead or jail so I got it out of state, 
Came back home rental for the day, 
Bat phone the gang, it's a major play awwww. 

Daddy hit a lick, too legit to quit, 
Baggies in the fit, hammer with the brick, 
Rick James bitch, you touching shit, 
12 cracked down, hittem with the the Vick, 
Young Sylvan how you deal with all this shit? 
F*ck school but finished cause I'm lit, 
Dodged college debt,  Man I feel enriched. 

Ain't much left around dawg 
All my hero's let down or they ain't around dawg 
Don't take me for clown dawg 
(Protect my energy)
Had to get the f*ck from up around y'all 

I don't make time cause I ain't got no time nigga I ain't got no time 
My OG's told me don't fold over no dime get yo doe behold & wives 
My peace is vital I walk away so fine do my two step & slow wine 
But get out of line & get hit with a clothes line f*ck yo set & yo co-sign 


Woah, Miami nigga on Crenshaw how the f*ck you get in dawg 
Crazy if I ain't on ten dawg look 
my demons abroad who you sent for?
Survival tactics I ain't lacking, 
Judas's strapped in gadgets oh the madness 
They say the grass is greener you can have it 
Water my lawn ain't nothing automatic 

Gary Biddy Speaks 
Look, we apologized already 
And y'all didn't see this coming 
We went inward, now we going outward 
Either catch this fade, or fade away 
And if you ain't on the table, then you food 
We don't want seconds, we don't want no damn thirds 
Cause we came for first. 

Verse 2 
Late nights thinking about my life like what did I do, how did I get here? 
Kush all over my clothes pull up like cool, I ain't tryna sit here. 
Nope. 
I got moves to make, 
I got rules to break. 
And my bitch two got estates. 
Used to keep a hunnit it in the stash just Incase I ran outta cash I was dead broke, 
Little Caesars fed the set 5 years straight, Lil brother playing LEGO's. 
Nigga, I got dues to pay 
I can't lose the faith 
First 48 momma knew the stakes 


I don't know much about having guidance. 
Daddy made promises then denied it 
My God you really tried it. 
Miami summers became the dryest 
Letting off water hydrants just to keep us from violence. 
My code of honor lead me through fires 
Revenge on my mind became a skill to hide it 
I hated confrontation. 
But these days I invite it. 
F*ck, 
every 
rapper, 
in this bitch, 
y'all niggas is liars, 
I visited niggas & gave my love to the highest 
All I saw was the egos of peasants doing the heisman 
Meanwhile I done won every honor through my assignments 
Quietly put up numbers & let my thoroughness rise 
If I had a dollar for every nigga I influenced 
I'd probably drop this album say f*ck it & then retire 
This is not what my elders told me would come to transpire 

Question, what is a void? 
You just got in with your boys. 
I learned to chill & stay clear of the noise 
I just came back off a flight out from Paris 
Touched down Rolling Loud boo'd me off I was poised 
Niggas respect but regress I guess I couldn't see past us both being cool now its coy 
I learned a king has no friends only foe's & followers my optimism felt rejoiced 
I could've killed off my competition if I wasn't concerned with us all being boys 
Now I need everyone's fans in an orderly fashion & yes I take back what I said 
All we need is love but when there ain't love I'd rather kill all of you dead 


Off with his head, chalk full of lead 
First 48, Momma she dread 
Used to watch it before she went to bed 
Paranoid when I ain't come in by 12 
Scared 12 would bring me in full of lead 
First 48, Momma she dread 
Used to watch it before she went to bed 
Paranoid when I ain't come in by 12 
Scared 12 would bring me in full of *BEEP*

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Written by: Gary Burbridge, Lucha Gache, Myron Jr Reese, Sylvan LaCue, Viktor Ekpo

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