One of One
Thought about it
Thought about it
Thought about it
They try to box me in or I just built a wall around me
Been searching deep inside myself it's Piercey ultrasounding
All I'm finding all I'm hiding
The truest youth in me is gone that nigga long forgotten
Said he went off to college
Off the scholy
Off the rocker
Off the molly
Awful Style
All in stride we on and poppin
Mixed nigga give the best of both worlds like a Arnold Palmer
Live from the underground its the coffin challenge
From the land of white girls with the awkward smiles
I tried to flip a couple pounds almost lost my balance
I had to get that groove back thats that Austin Powers
You see I
Pride myself on never feeling depressed
But this Stress
It's got me feeling something other then blessed
I confess
I'm not the best communicator through text
It's my head
I got these battles that I wish I could end
Let that pen turn therapist like Animorphs
T told me this the answer when you can't record
I dropped the ball a couple plays some shit I can't afford
But they can't walk a half a day in these pants I worn
It's the Don Sippa
Never could he switch up
I can't trust these niggas cause they very inconsistent
Got vigor
Zaza meets the liquor
Coulda been a doctor talk to God and chose a spitter
(Yeah)
Grab ya flippers let's dive deeper
My brother's brother my mom's keeper
The line leader
She know I got her till God need her
Divine Queen Ripanti
She want me find a job and find Jesus
But she don't know that with these raps I'm John Cena
Said P go zero to 100 like high fevers
26 feeling scared of 30 the time creep up
Wondering
Who gon keep it sturdy when I'm weakened
Wondering
What the fuck is gon become of him
Been stumbling
You know this rapper journey humbling
Tryna keep the fun in it while suffering it's troublesome
Contemplated mumbling to pop just like some bubblegum
Fuck it that's that funny shit the struggle make me double up
Never met a nigga or a bump that I was running from
Roll a bigger blunt we mixing Runtz up with the Buttercrunch
Rock some Eric Knott some Ora Ora that's that one of one
Lost some closest friends swear over something that was nothin much
Hate when you improving but they love it when you stuck or sumn
Fuck it though we coolin all that shade will keep sonnin em
Know P one in a million but could never be a one and done
Pussy
Said you know P one in a million but could never be a one and done
Rock some Eric Knott that Ora Ora that's that on-
I said I rock that Eric Knott that Ora Ora thats that one of one nigga
Thought about it
Thought about it
They try to box me in or I just built a wall around me
Been searching deep inside myself it's Piercey ultrasounding
All I'm finding all I'm hiding
The truest youth in me is gone that nigga long forgotten
Said he went off to college
Off the scholy
Off the rocker
Off the molly
Awful Style
All in stride we on and poppin
Mixed nigga give the best of both worlds like a Arnold Palmer
Live from the underground its the coffin challenge
From the land of white girls with the awkward smiles
I tried to flip a couple pounds almost lost my balance
I had to get that groove back thats that Austin Powers
You see I
Pride myself on never feeling depressed
But this Stress
It's got me feeling something other then blessed
I confess
I'm not the best communicator through text
It's my head
I got these battles that I wish I could end
Let that pen turn therapist like Animorphs
T told me this the answer when you can't record
I dropped the ball a couple plays some shit I can't afford
But they can't walk a half a day in these pants I worn
It's the Don Sippa
Never could he switch up
I can't trust these niggas cause they very inconsistent
Got vigor
Zaza meets the liquor
Coulda been a doctor talk to God and chose a spitter
(Yeah)
Grab ya flippers let's dive deeper
My brother's brother my mom's keeper
The line leader
She know I got her till God need her
Divine Queen Ripanti
She want me find a job and find Jesus
But she don't know that with these raps I'm John Cena
Said P go zero to 100 like high fevers
26 feeling scared of 30 the time creep up
Wondering
Who gon keep it sturdy when I'm weakened
Wondering
What the fuck is gon become of him
Been stumbling
You know this rapper journey humbling
Tryna keep the fun in it while suffering it's troublesome
Contemplated mumbling to pop just like some bubblegum
Fuck it that's that funny shit the struggle make me double up
Never met a nigga or a bump that I was running from
Roll a bigger blunt we mixing Runtz up with the Buttercrunch
Rock some Eric Knott some Ora Ora that's that one of one
Lost some closest friends swear over something that was nothin much
Hate when you improving but they love it when you stuck or sumn
Fuck it though we coolin all that shade will keep sonnin em
Know P one in a million but could never be a one and done
Pussy
Said you know P one in a million but could never be a one and done
Rock some Eric Knott that Ora Ora that's that on-
I said I rock that Eric Knott that Ora Ora thats that one of one nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Pierce Ripanti
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