Keyshia Cole ft. Ebk Durk Lyrics

I wanna be the one, who you can depend on you can know

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Seven, nine, eight, come on

You're really in my mind

Way before the tree, it was crack

Junkies on my jack, screamin' never for you at

I only had dimes & solids nigga and they know that

Takin' trips up to June Mo to get some moe crack

Passin' out testers got the fiends comin' right back

I used to hate when Auntie Jean hit my phone

Cause she ain't like crack

Fuck every bitch that left me in that cell and ain't right back

Bitch I'm off parole and probation got my life back

And I ain't have to write this shit out, bitch these all facts

My youngin' shootin' like it's COD, tryna catch a hat

ABC issue, we lashing you for all of that

The bitch ain't talkin' bout no money, I ain't call her back

If I'm on tip, can't distract me with no kitty cat

Cause we'll pop her and pop him, now go tell him that

Big baby up and down the blade, that's my running back

Put my youngin' on with a plate, finna run a sack

Don't wanna be the one, who look deep in the window

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be the one, who'll be there

Who'll be there, 7-9, they call you

Ay, ay, the bitch is tryna level me, don't wanna love her back

Where my money at? Fuck that, I need a hundred racks

You know I fuck with smacks, fuck with brother, then you gettin' smacked

Call a bro like, nigga where you at, let's make another track

Let's hit the track, weed club fallin' off my lap

Blowin' up my phone, I'm in my zone, hold on, I'll call you back

But if you got some choke on, bro, I'll be there in the black

Ay, ay, real 2-1, bitch, she fuckin' with a savage

And you can't tell me bout no pain, cause you hardly damaged

And my heart poppin' every time when I be pistol clappin

Let the pole jerk, if it jam, cock it till I blammin

G-step up, we be G-slayin', got that from G-steppin

And we steppin', fuck the suckers, we gon' keep steppin

I keep weppin', fuck a tuck, it's on my seat restin

Rip Hop's and Frio and Bone from the G-sex

A legend in the making, she want a nigga that's gon' teach lessons