The Ones One ft. Nino Miller Lyrics

You could be the one

You could be the one

See I can be the one, yeah I'm him

We ain't worried about money, no that's them

We ain't purchasing jewels, we drop gems

Full Grind mode, yeah we locked in

You could be the one

You could be the one

What if it was me, now scratch that

It's going to be, you go read

D.M.o.E in the headlines, with the stars

Real bright baby, I'm a shine

My heart aching, my heart torn

We lost soldiers, it was war

CA raised me, you can't change me

I take shots at the game, I'm ready aim squeeze

Stumbles come when you running shit

Ain't make sense, slow down, I humbled it

Now I'm doing more with my money, I doubled it

You can do whatever in this world with confidence

God winning is obvious

I'm the inspiration that they following, I'm setting trends

Hip hop sick, this the lyrical medicine

I'm outside that drill box that they put us in

It happened for a reason, I don't think I could have been

Real without me, I don't think it could have been

Me and money go together, that's the synonym

Silicone fake ass niggas, I ain't feeling them

Back up on my shit again

Feeling myself kill anybody that they put me against

Smoking weed, count paper how the day begin

Being broke for the maybes and the could have beens

Yeah, where my lighter go

Still got that fire though

Water down the fire hose, that meaning on no pedestal

The police couldn't catch him, had to bring in the federal

What the streets will do is terrible, never terrified

Terrorizing over territory, only time will tell

But we never telling time

My son's eyes, melted mass, still solid in my momma's eyes

Talk to H-Man, he got a base plan

In the world that cons, I'm just a yay man

Yesterday's promises makes today's plan

Freestyling with my play pan, meanwhile with a play bitch

We ain't enemies, but we play friends

The deep end is my safe end location

Now these people hating on me

It happened for a reason, I don't think I could have been

Real without me, I don't think it could have been

Me and money go together, that's the synonym

Silicone fake ass niggas, I ain't feeling them

Back up on my shit again

Feeling myself kill anybody that they put me against

Smoking weed, count paper how the day begin

Being broke for the maybes and the could have beens