Letra de The One
(Thanks, Yakree)
They talkin' bout it, I'm livin' it
(Krishna on the beat)
They talkin' bout it, I'm livin' it
(Krishna on the beat)
Yeah
Uh, uh
Never been a hater, always gettin' money
Always kept me a gun, I ain't goin' for nothin'
I just copped three AR's for fun
They don't know how fire I've become
I took a plain Rollie and I bust it down
Took a minute to realize I am the one (I am the one)
If you ain't ready to slide 'bout me, you can't come around (Around)
I could see you niggas weren't with it
I wasn't even close by, nowhere around when they hit
And for my niggas in the sky, I pour out of the fifth
Gotta have it strategized, it ain't checkers, it's chess
Drop a check, we gon' wet 'em, get no rest
I ain't friendly, I ain't ridin' with nobody without the TEC
If I'm friends with the opps, enemies, they kept it real
See, I'm shining hard, I done put these diamonds in Rolex
Freestyle, yeah, this is off my head
Get on these beats now and eat now, no, I cannot forget
Back when my J's, they was beat down and my pockets full of lead
I told Lil Tone to grab the rebound and that's only if I miss
My plan is to score, ran it up, and ran it up some more
Ain't playing with these hoes, I just keep on dogging as I go
I just wanna know, baby, would you die for me for sure?
Yeah, I just wanna know
Uh, uh
Never been a hater, always gettin' money
Always kept me a gun, I ain't goin' for nothin'
I just copped three AR's for fun
They don't know how fire I've become
I took a plain Rollie and I bust it down
Took a minute to realize I am the one (I am the one)
If you ain't ready to slide 'bout me, you can't come around
Oh
Cut the fan on
Oh-oh
Next one hot, cut the fan on
Baby
Uh, uh
Never been a hater, always gettin' money
Always kept me a gun, I ain't goin' for nothin'
I just copped three AR's for fun
They don't know how fire I've become
I took a plain Rollie and I bust it down
Took a minute to realize I am the one (I am the one)
If you ain't ready to slide 'bout me, you can't come around (Around)
I could see you niggas weren't with it
I wasn't even close by, nowhere around when they hit
And for my niggas in the sky, I pour out of the fifth
Gotta have it strategized, it ain't checkers, it's chess
Drop a check, we gon' wet 'em, get no rest
I ain't friendly, I ain't ridin' with nobody without the TEC
If I'm friends with the opps, enemies, they kept it real
See, I'm shining hard, I done put these diamonds in Rolex
Freestyle, yeah, this is off my head
Get on these beats now and eat now, no, I cannot forget
Back when my J's, they was beat down and my pockets full of lead
I told Lil Tone to grab the rebound and that's only if I miss
My plan is to score, ran it up, and ran it up some more
Ain't playing with these hoes, I just keep on dogging as I go
I just wanna know, baby, would you die for me for sure?
Yeah, I just wanna know
Uh, uh
Never been a hater, always gettin' money
Always kept me a gun, I ain't goin' for nothin'
I just copped three AR's for fun
They don't know how fire I've become
I took a plain Rollie and I bust it down
Took a minute to realize I am the one (I am the one)
If you ain't ready to slide 'bout me, you can't come around
Oh
Cut the fan on
Oh-oh
Next one hot, cut the fan on
Baby