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1 OF 1 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Nigga, pick your head up, I told you I won't let up
Went and put my bread up, my enemies is fed up
We done bought barettas, just in case a nigga want a war
We done went to war before, Rollie, Richard Millie
Told the waiter, order more, never been a bench, nigga
You was just a water boy, smell it in my stench, nigga
I done made like ten figures, I done fucked like ten bitches
Blame it on the Benz, nigga, windows tinted
Fuck the law and fuck the prison, fuck the judge and D.A
Tryna ball like E.A., speeding down this freeway
Tryna get to P.A., uh, still in search of some brotherly love
Niggas hate me, what they want from me, hugs
Bunch of wannabe thugs, if they could, they would
Fill my body with slugs, you too slow, shit is probably them drugs
Ain't no game, feel the pain, I'm still tryna maintain
In a game full of snakes, undercover jakes
Tryna make me catch a case, cause I don't ride around with plates
Put a round to your face, make your girl give me face
Till her neck need a brace, uh
I'm embraced in this game, I embrace in the fame
I'm a torch to a flame, I put thousands on my chains
I invest if it's plain, I got ice in my veins
Pay the price, can't complain, if it's credit, then it's credit
Best believe I'll never debt it, if I said it, then I said it
Best believe I really meant it, now you tell me how you doubt it
All this pain, sweat, and tears, I done fought my ways up out it
Had to hustle through them years, where the storm was overcrowded
I knew I would persevere, wasn't made to live in fear
Found my purpose, now it's clear, them prices might be down
But the market always up though, most these niggas cutthroat
Keep a mower, cut your grass, cuttin' snakes up while we pass
Make em cry like Stacey Dash, fuckin' life been passin' fast
Yeah, 1OF1, welcome y'all
To my world, we only gettin' better
Let's go
There's only one me, there's only one dream
There's only one team, who you know, gettin' money like cream
I put holes on the floors of a suicide beam
Keep on leanin' like lean, I'm so icy and clean
Keep a pipe in my jeans, keep my dick in her spleen
Shorty, row, row your boat
I ain't sayin' you a hoe, but I gotta let you go