ONE WORD

I just might say one word, and still don't feel they understand

And please don't tell me bout the old me, cause now I'm still that man

I done been down for so long, now I don't understand

These happy tears that I'm crying, thank you lord for the chance

A spin a block, a spin a block again, now they know for certian

300,000 for this maybach, know it's equip out with the curtian

But if you holding down for me, I might cop you that lil burkin

But I'll be coming high speed, but that nigga talm bout nothing

And that for sure, I'm the type that throw their maybach up and ride in the foreign

Don't pull up with all that pillow talking, cause this shit be boring